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Orange

_DSC4369 copyOrange is my autumn color. Okay red is pretty good. And yellow is also. But orange, that deep even pattern is not so easy to just dial up. Many a tree view is obscured by some man made object. So often you crop out the extraneous to get to the best shot. Like many things when you have done all the things on your checklist the image pretty much takes itself.


Damarascotta

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The Draper wedding was nearby to this town. Something I read about was pumpkin boat races. What? Well the first year… what do you do with prize winning 500 lb pumpkins. Some folks painted them. Someone got the idea to carve them out and make boats and then race. The first year everyone was in the water. No one had a clue how to make an irregular unbalanced shape race let alone float. So the splashing in cold water images were what I was after. No such luck. By now everyone had a year at the drawing board and no one sank. The event drew a nice crowd and a photo op from Susan Collins, US Senator. Goofy way to re-purpose a 500 lb pumpkin.

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Lobster Shack

_DSC3040 copyWhenever I was in the area, this shack was a photo op. It is set up perfectly. And I’m sure everyone who passed has this image in their collection. Jules loved it. It is framed somewhere. While there are many versions this one is mine.


Runaround Pond

_DSC2902 copyMaybe I’ll be old one day sitting in the fall sun at the side of a pond. I don’t see it somehow. I think that I shall be ever active and full of vinegar. Can’t sit. Too many photo ops, so little time.


Duck

_DSC2860 copyI had ample opportunity to explore fall foliage in Maine. Photo ops were everywhere. I don’t recall any other years so productive. It was magical. All manner of images would be in front of my lens. Reflections, ripples, and an impressionist background: what is more priceless?


Moose

_DSC2590 copyI had only one actual moose encounter in three years. It got to be a joke where people would tell me where to go to find moose. But it was always a bust. Finally driving randomly through the park in rural Maine, I stopped where a couple cars were along the roadside. There were four moose, two males, a mama, and a baby. They are large enough to be nonplussed about human contact. Since they weren’t moving too quickly I had ample opportunity to get the shots I wanted. The shot I missed was the one I think about. There were four photographers. Two of us had some experience. The wife of the other photographer couldn’t set up her camera. I was helping her. What was her husband doing? The last guy was strictly amateur and walking downhill on a big male moose with a point and shoot in hand. His big grin was scary. He surely had no back up plan in case the moose decided to charge uphill. That was my shot! Well I have it in mind. It was definitely an encounter that made all the searching worthwhile.

 


Impressionist

_DSC2140 copyYou see things. The trick is to focus the viewer’s attention on the essentials of the scene in front of me. I am not an artist nor painter. I guess I draw better than I realize. Photography is a much better way for me to express and share what I see. There were lots of possibilities in this scene. I chose the reflection.


Crooked Fence

_DSC1701 copySlapped together and painted white, it was certainly a rustic fence. Why paint it at all? Or why not take time to build a proper fence? Who knows? It is the promise of the view around the corner that keeps me going.


Runaround Pond

_DSC1635 copyIt was a park of sorts near to where I lived at one point. I would bring a book and read for hours. And when autumn came there was a magical time when photo ops were everywhere. All the elements came together – fog, reflection, and fall colors.


Heather

_DSC3754 copyI was headed home. The ride from Camden is along back roads. I passed this field. I took two images. I guess I should have spent a little more time in the waning light to be sure I had a satisfactory shot. I did not linger. I was hurrying home. Don’t know why the hurry? Reminder to self: slow down and smell the heather.


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