These Callery Pear Trees border one side of the road near my home. Their flowering stage only lasts a few weeks (at most). It’s one of those photographic opportunities that can’t be put off…and this year I didn’t procrastinate.
October 2019 was the second month I participated in Becky’s Squares Challenge. Taking a look back, I chose a few favorites to share once more…as we are challenged to do this month.
“Wednesday Window” was a shot taken at the Shelburne Museum in Shelburne, Vermont. The museum is actually an amazing array (45 acres!) of 39 buildings, artifacts and gardens. I want to return once they are fully open again. Maybe next year. It is truly a photographer’s paradise.
“Song Lines” featured my first (and only) acoustic guitar…purchased in 1967 for $28. I learned simple chords to such classics as “Blowing in the Wind,” “Leaving on a Jet Plane” and “Home on the Range” via group lessons taught by a local folksinger. My friend Wendy and I would sing (or some close facsimile to singing) with great gusto as I strummed the chords to “King of the Road” – our classic duo act. I made a cassette tape recording of this venture, which I still have and will never share in public. You’re welcome! My guitar has been on quite the journey since those days. My son used it in college for a class and returned it years later when we gave him a guitar for his birthday. It now rests comfortably in a closet…very close to antique status.
“Tree Lines” was taken in the woods behind my condo building. It’s always a new discovery of light playing with nature back there. My getaway. Time of day, of course, making all the difference.
Last but not least – and actually my favorite – is “Ponding Lines.” I found “my pond” along the path in those same woods near my building…partially hidden behind a wall of trees. I have followed the goings on there since moving here almost 5 years ago. It’s been a delightful privilege. I have to step carefully and push aside prickle vines and such…but the view doesn’t disappoint. Especially in October.
One of nature’s most fascinating works of art (in my opinion) is the milkweed pod. I spotted one tucked in a tangle of vines a bit off the path during my walk several months ago. A pod had opened up and hung suspended…but I don’t think I would have noticed it without the sun’s highlighting help.
Strands of milkweed’s distinctive white floss had broken free…and were hanging down ready to release their seeds to the wind. What a sight!