Happy Autumn from L&L Photography! As evident by all of the leaves which are beginning to cover the ground, it won’t be long before the beauty of color will turn to the drab of winter. Hopefully, we have a few more months of sunny weather before that dismal future becomes reality. And what is up with all the warty pumpkins?
I never remember a year that so many have been in the markets, the stores, and in people’s yards as decorations. I always thought of the warty pumpkins as being smaller and we called gourds. So, hence my confusion when I am at the market and see mostly warty pumpkins, along with the scary white ones? If someone has an answer I am all ears. I miss seeing the regular everyday pumpkin we tend to carve into what ever artistic vision we see or don’t each year. I think this year we will see a bunch of jack o lanterns with warts? Both Scary and Yuk? Is this merely nature taking an evil turn at a joke, or merely the evilness of crazed scientists at work again with genetic alterations. Just wondering. But, the reality has messed with the calming atmosphere I call Autumn.
I love autumn especially when the weather cooperates. Cooperation is defined in my dictionary as – sunny skies and warm daylight hours concomitant with the cool nights where magic takes place: the leaves on the deciduous trees transform from their summer verdant to those of gold, scarlet, crimson, and tangerine. No mention here you will note of warty pumpkins. None. Over the course of a few short weeks, the trees will transform once more into hibernation mode, as the trees drops their leaves, in drab fashion in preparation for winter.
That is the scenario if we lived in a perfect world. However, since we don’t, clearly evident by the warts okay I will stop with the wart comments. We at least live in a wonderful place that is second to non other than the tropics. We have the perfect climate, no earthquakes – although some are forecast. They seem to be as accurate as the weatherman/woman. No tornadoes, no hurricanes, occasional rain and drab winters yes, and warm nice summers, yes, except for this year. Moving on.
Since moving to Oregon I have discovered the winters generally consist of the dreary dark days with a drizzle that really never turns to rain, a mere nuisance, and days of little daylight. Nights here are cool and sometime down right freezing. Yet all the negatives are so tolerable considering other less attractive areas of the country or world. I would ultimately prefer the tropics, as I mentioned, but hey, we can’t have everything,that wouldn’t be any fun, or would it…..
Seriously, Oregon is fortunate to have great weather nearly all the time which generally coincides with the four seasons. This year however, Autumn is about three weeks ahead of schedule, which makes one wonder what winter has in mind. No one is complaining, except of course the wineries which is sad, they should have harvested three weeks ago. The grapes at many still need the sugars to rise. They hang purple, but sour. Hopefully the week will bring with it some needed sun and little to no rain. Grapes with too much precipitation can rot, and that of course is a huge problem for making wine. So, bring on the sun like we have had for the last few days. We need Sun! We need Sun!
The lack of sun and cool temperatures were evident Sunday morning. As the market winds down, we made what is likely our last visit to the market until next year.
The Market has tapered off from the early summer days of excitement and wonderment of displays. Most of the vendors and patrons as well, have left for another year, finding places in other venues over the fall and winter months to sell their wares.
On behalf of L&L Photography, Lloyd and I would like to thank everyone at the market for graciously allowing us to photograph you and your flowers, crafts, food, and produce. We were able to capture many wonderful images which can be found on our website www.landlimages.com under the subtext of Around Portland – Farmers Market, and here in the pages of this blog. We hope to see you around next year.
We will likely be spending the upcoming weekends traveling around to the wineries and various other venues around Portland in search of fun places to snap the camera. We will feature these photos in our weekly blogs. So to our fans of our blog, stick around there are more ideas in the works.
As seen by some of the photos thus far, Lloyd and I decided to take advantage of the wonderful sunny weather and spend a little time at Dawson Creek, in Hillsboro. The creek is part of a business park designed around Dawson Creek and contain several in-stream ponds, meandering sections of the creek, wetlands, trees, and grassy uplands. a plethora of beauty all year round and one which is used often during all four seasons.
Dawson Creek is one of the many beautiful places I have discovered since moving to Oregon some five years ago that is practically at my door step.
The city of Hillsboro and the developer really configured a nice park combining the interaction between nature and human influence beautifully. It is actually nice to see the vast number of people who use the park, as it offers something for everyone from cyclists (mostly families) to those roller blading and skate boarders, people walking their dogs while pushing strollers, and both professional and recreational photographers.
I was excited by the opportunity to go to the park this weekend because the weather was perfect. In a word SUNSHINE! There were a few clouds, but they were pretty wispy and did not bother a soul.
When we arrived, the smell of fall was in the air and summer had begun its war with nature – transforming summer foliage into autumn colors, which soon will lead us to winter when all the wonderful colors will be a distant memory, with piles of leaves to clean up, before the cold become, or worse snow.
While the leaves look lovely they are a pain to clean up. Thankfully Oregon maintains the streets and drive by with their leaf collectors, capturing leaves which have been pushed to the curb. Hopefully, all before the weather turns really cold.
Some of the trees are well on their way to turning while others seem to have forgone the color change and have dropped, either that or they have literally changed in the night then dropped. What ever the case, I hope that the leaves stay on for one more weekend at least so we can go in search of another place to find some great landscapes to shoot.
The maple tree here, was stunning. The reds were light rose to brilliant scarlet to deep ruby-red. This was especially true of the upper leaves and the color presentation was stunning. I believe maple trees have the most variation in shades of reds, while some of the other trees, oaks, alter from scarlet to crimson, to burnt orange, to rust. Each tree is as different as the leafs it bears.
Loyd and I ventured off trail for this photograph. Which I believe is true of all outdoor enthusiasts, none of us can stay on the path. We all must venture off the given path and make our own, such as in life and as with this photo. We had to get off the main path and venture into the mud and yuck to capture beauty and mystery of this old weeping willow.
With that being said, we traveled back on the trail for our trip back. This is when I looked up and saw this remarkable view. I believe this photo of poplars is one of my favorites of the day sorry Lloyd. I really like yours also, so maybe I am a bit biased today. Anyway. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? The reflection and color were perfect.
So with the beauty and reflection that is so blissful, I had to laugh at myself because the other night as I was looking for photos to include in this weeks blog, I had printed one and it just didn’t look right to me. The more I scrutinized the image the more confused I became. Perhaps frustrated even. I turned to Lloyd and asked him what he thought.
“It’s upside down.”
He handed the photo back to me, whereby I turned the photo around. He was right.
What can I say. It was true, the image was upside down. Stupid. Perhaps. But, as I gazed at the image it was exactly as I remember it to be when we were in the park. Only now could I see the complexity the vantage point failed to offer. An entirely different story from what I had planned, but it doesn’t take anything away from the image. The image remains the same, only the story has changed. And that is pretty cool. A simple concept from a world full of complexity. It was then I saw these two leafs whose composition is quite simple.
Yet it has a story, as do all the images we produce. Is the story as simple as the image or could it be as complex as the previous photos? The complexity of the story varies from person to person, the same as with all the other images. This image could seem simple, but may convey a complex story. The story is up to the viewer, and may or may not change from day-to-day. That is in part what I find so fascinating about photography. It is never boring unless you lose sight of what is in front of you. A story unfolds from every image we see, down to the tiny and most simple of images. Simple or Complex. Just because the image is simple doesn’t mean the story behind it is simple, just as if the picture is complex the story which unfolds from it may or may not be complex. And there lies the beauty of photography.
And with those thoughts, I give you the ‘Trees of Gold’. Depending on your mood, the story conveyed is as complex or as simple as you want it to be. How fun is that?