Lens-Artists Challenge: Autumn

Lens-Artists Challenge #106: Autumn

…share your images of this season.  What does autumn look like in your part of the world?  What does this season mean to you personally? 

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Autumn marks time until the cold darkness of winter arrives…as each day rewards us by unveiling ever-changing shades of yellows, oranges and reds.

Along with greens stubbornly hanging on from summer.

A feast for the eyes.

twisted tree

The line of trees along my street pop with color, one by one.

fall road

Halloween, my favorite holiday, happens in Autumn. There’s no pressure for gifts or elaborate meals. It’s just all about fun and make-believe. Since moving to a condo, I miss the trick or treaters and those knocks on the kitchen door. Little upturned faces covered with makeup and masks…the scary or beautiful or silly masks that have holes made especially for mouths and noses. I absolutely delighted in their joy as the doorbell rang over and over from 5 to 8 pm.

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Autumn also means it’s time for annual fall festivals…including a very special one that I attended last year. It is cancelled for 2020.

fall festival
Apple Harvest Day
Dover, NH
October 2019

Eventually all the leaves turn brown…

brown leaf

…and at the end of a late September day – if you’re lucky – you witness a blaze of gold in a grocery store parking lot…

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…in the Autumn.

Wordless Wednesday…almost

field of confusion

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During my quest for a Wordless image that would speak for itself, I took a second look at this particular photo captured yesterday afternoon.

I had a moment. A title to a specific song appeared…as if in a thought bubble hanging over my head. The kind I remember from 1960s Saturday morning cartoons.

But these days I’m not laughing.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback: July 17

Inspired by Fandango’s Friday Flashback: July 17

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year….Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year?

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…a flashback post down memory lane…a welcome respite.

(also coinciding with today’s citysonnet photo a day challenge: Watermelon Pink)

The following post was originally published on July 17, 2019

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Shades of Pink

Nancy Merrill is hosting a photo challenge. The prompt this week: Shades Of Pink

IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO FEATURING SHADES OF THE COLOR PINK.

 

When I was a kid, pink was never my first choice. For anything. At least that’s how I remember it. Old photographs rarely showed me in pink pants or shirts. Maybe a pink dress when I was too young to voice an opinion…although my opinion was often ignored.

I probably lucked out because my younger sister was the “girly” one (a term I now dislike, but those who remember the “old days” will know what I mean). She could have all the pink, as far as I was concerned.

The one exception may have been my first bicycle…which was pink. I am not sure if that was my choice…or the only color available at the time for a “girl’s bike.”

Anyway, pink pops up on Valentine’s Day and that’s when I photographed these shades of pink.

Wrapped up and ready for local Valentine shoppers.

 

pink flowers

Lens-Artists Challenge: Spring

Lens-Artists Challenge #105: Spring

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Except for the errant March (or April!) snow storm that rears its ugly head here in the US northeast, Spring changes my world from black and white to Color. Remember the scene in The Wizard of Oz? Almost like that.

The dull grays and browns and monochromes begin to fade. Colors start appearing in the tiniest of places. Since I’ve dived into macro photography, I am noticing these hidden gems.

early spring
March 28, 2020

 

early spring leaves
May 3, 2020

Once Spring bursts onto the landscape full time, technicolor takes over…including my favorites…

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forsythia

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And let’s not forget the gardeners among us…who look forward to the long awaited beginning of the growing season.

It’s the time of year to carefully nurture life…from seed to plant. And once the harvest arrives…a welcome addition to the dinner table.

Spring gardener age almost 2
May 2018

Past Perspectives

BeckyB July Squares: Perspectives

 

empty seats
Waiting for take off
December 2019

 

Who knew back in December that this view from Row 14 would soon become a distant memory? Not me. I had expected to be back in “my” seat again long before now.

The friendly skies, however, are no longer quite so friendly.

Macro Monday: Double Capped

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Close ups or macro

…photos needs to be black and white, desaturated, sepia (brown tones) or selective color. 

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acorn double cap copy

I rescued this acorn during a macro photo shoot sometime last year. I spied it lying among its fellow acorns…which were scattered in heaps on the ground – most capless – or broken all together. Random caps everywhere. Crunched underfoot by humans like me. Somehow one had remained unscathed.

I brought the survivor home, where it has been resting safely and comfortably on my bookshelf ever since.

Today it was time for some fresh air, as I was inspired by Cee’s challenge this week.

I’m happy to report it didn’t fall off the railing of my tiny deck and get lost in the grass 2 floors below. If it had, one of the hundreds (well maybe not hundreds, but close…) of squirrels would surely have snatched it away before I made it down the stairs for a rescue.

Where’s the beach?

BeckyB JulySquares: Perspectives

OneWordSunday: Distance

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distance beach
September 2019
Hampton Beach, NH

It was a hot day last September when I parked the car in the state beach lot – looking forward to a nice long walk along the sand. I stopped for a moment next to the restrooms and glanced toward the beach.

Except where was the beach exactly? At first glance, I was reminded of Maria at the opening of “The Sound of Music.” The hills are alive and all that.

Thankfully, in my case, these hills weren’t those kind of hills…but alive all the same, as they were roped off to protect the endangered Piping Plover population.

Fortunately, a sandy walking path – a short walk to the ocean – was just around the corner.