JanieM
I grew up in northeastern Ohio, which has beautiful fall color but lacks the mountain vistas of New England. In later life I’ve lived on the same property in central Maine for thirty-three years and counting, so I’ve got thousands of fall color pics in my folders. It’s hard to choose just a few!
Every year is different. Some years there are tiny patches of deep red scattered here and there in early August. Other years, like this one, there’s no noticeable color until well into September. Some years the color comes gradually, other years – the rarest, and most stunning – it all explodes at once. This year it started late, but between summer-long drought and early frost it’s moving much faster than usual.
Regardless of annual variations, there are predictable phases: an early period when trees are turning but there’s still a lot of green mixed in, and then a phase when there’s no more green but also not a lot of bare trees yet. Then there’s the time – a few days or a couple of weeks – right after most of the trees are bare, when the ground is colorful and the sunny days are much brighter, because the shade is gone. (Then there’s November, which doesn’t bear thinking about, unless you’re a deer hunter.)
I haven’t tried to represent all the phases, just to capture a variety of moods. As you’ll see, I love reflections. Luckily, central Maine has a wealth of lakes and rivers to provide them.
This is the end of a five-mile long lake, across the road from my house. Early evening. This shot was taken from my living room, hence the wires.
On The Road – JanieM – Fall Color, Central Maine SamplerPost + Comments (17)