Images of New England
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A colony of great egrets has discovered the marsh out behind our neighbor’s house. There’s usually at least one out there all day, and sometimes as many as twenty, two thirds of them juveniles. Initially skittish on approach, they seem to be OK now, particularly with a fence and brush and phragmites between us.
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The first – and probably only – draft of a panoramic stitch of four 35mm film images from two decades ago.
I had a thought about heading north to revisit (but first find) this scene and shoot it again with my current digital equipment – but that seems to have passed.
BTW, the rooflines of the barn were really that lopsided (which may mean that it is no longer there). Also, shooting this scene with a 35mm digital might require only one shot – and cropped at that – to match the quality of this entire 35mm film sequence.
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Another from the 35mm film archives.
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I don’t do much post-processing with my images, as I prefer to get the work done on the front end, and trust my camera’s ability to render a scene.
This shot, though, seemed to call out for significant cropping, as I felt the lawn leading up to the water diluted the drama of the scene. (I didn’t get closer in deference to the property owner.)
Though I wouldn’t consider the image below “much post-processing”, it is a significant crop from the original. I liked the cropped version initially, but now I’m back to the original composition, mostly for its greater sense of space, including that beautiful sky.
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Sometimes the contrast between the enormity of this universe, and our lives here on earth, can seem so overwhelming that I have to throttle it back, and consider it only in dribs and drabs.
Around our house, we have an expression for these moments: “…this world…”. It’s a simple phrase but one usually articulated with a depth of feeling from places not normally accessed, expressing anything from deep disgust and despair to the warmest empathy and compassion, to wonder and gratitude.
Sometimes the tone is accusatory (HOW CAN/DOES THIS EXIST!!), sometimes prayerful (how can/does this exist, and, well, thank you !!), and sometimes just a witnessing.
Anne Lamott’s fine book, “Help, Thanks, Wow” explores these notions further, and, if you were to read only one book on prayer, it’s the one I would recommend.
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This view, to the southeast, was simply a ninety degree turn from the northeastly direction on the previous image. That’s the mouth of the CT River (behind the trees), where it dumps into the LI Sound. The contrail in this shot is an extension of the one in the previous image.
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