One morning at breakfast in our B&B in Lancaster County, we sat opposite a wonderful couple from Bethlehem PA. Hearing we were from New England, the man asked what had brought us to the area. I thought for a second or two on how best to answer (rural area? farms and fields? the Amish?), then simply said “corn”. It was like hitting the jackpot. He instantly understood, and then we were off – riffing animatedly on our appreciation of corn fields – for altogether too long a time, I suppose, given the social situation (but such is the beauty of both long term relationships and bed and breakfasts). What he loved most about corn was the music of the wind through the stalks – that soft rustling sound – equal parts melodic and percussive. Later in the day, out in the countryside, I repeatedly took the time to listen to the wind, and that sound.
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abroad,
farms and fields,
summer
There’s virtually nothing in this image that couldn’t also be found in the last century or two. I’m drawn to this quality of timelessness like a moth to flame, and found it – in abundance – on a recent trip to Lancaster County.
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abroad,
animals,
current favorites,
farms and fields,
summer,
vehicles
Probably one of my favorite insects, and always a sign that summer here in New England is on the wane. There were whole squadrons out on this day, just a short distance from the ocean. It turns out there are like 5000 different species – who knew ?
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CT,
macros,
summer
Serendipity (or more accurately – the faith therein) is a significant part of my photographic repertoire. It’s a simple, elegant and useful tool, and a guidepost along the lines of Yogi Berra’s adage about baseball, ” 90% of this game is half mental..” My longer trips into the North Country, for instance, generally begin with only the vaguest of destinations in mind, and the wandering that follows, the heart and soul of the trip, will rely on circumstance and luck for image making. Call it the Yogi Berra/William Least Heat Moon school of photography.
There are places that call me back, though, like this vista. As on my first visit, however, the light and the time of day were not the best – for color images. Rendered in black and white, though, it becomes an entirely different (and pleasing) story. Two years later this same scene popped up in VT Life magazine as a color photograph, a truly spectacular shot. And that’s how it sometimes goes with photography.
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black and white,
farms and fields,
summer,
VT
