My foliage
run started early this year with mixed up dates for the Vermonster. It was too early for the fall colors in the
area but fun talking pictures anyway.
I had a
turkey encounter when taking pictures of this round barn. The side of the road is around 8 feet higher
than the field with a narrow path between the bank and a wire fence. I went
down the bank standing next to the post when these turkeys came down the bank
and walked right up to me. Only a couple feet away! The Tom’s came to the front
of the line, puffed up and spread their tail feathers. Was that a threat?? I think they felt I was blocking their path
to the field. I took a couple more
pictures and moved back a bit. They seemed happy
about that and continued to the field …
The
following Saturday I had CERT training.
Late that afternoon I connected with Mike, Rick, Steve, Doug, Adam, and
Frank in Vermont for dinner. My plan was
to stay the night, get up early, and take pictures.
The next
morning … rain, overcast, grey and white sky … blah ... I thought there would have been more color in
the area. Guess I was still too far
south. AND WHERE IS THE SUN AND THE BLUE
SKY???
One of the
roads I was going to take was closed from bad flooding the month before so I
took a different route. I ended up in
Bethel, VT and thought I would make my way to Woodstock. Driving the back roads for a couple hours I
got turned around and actually ended up back in Bethel. A big loop was not what
I had planned. Guess I should have done
the GPS thing!! I took the highway south
heading toward Woodstock when the rain came down. At that point I decided to head home.
After
another weekend of uncooperative weather it finally happened. The colors popped in the area, sun, and blue
sky. Up at 5:15AM on Saturday and headed
out staying in southern New Hampshire. I
took my tripod so I could experiment with low light. The colors of the subjects are very different
at low light and long exposures. Once
the sun came up I continued my drive.
I stopped
at Monson Village on my way home for a quick 2 mile hike. As I was speaking to Russ, this juvenile Red-Tail Hawk came in low
from the field landing in a nearby tree.
I saw it coming in. I must be
rusty from not having a camera for a few months as I stood there watching instead
of taking pictures. Russ had just mowed
the field making it easier to hunt for mice.
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