Autumn color
The tree I showed you last week has now become what you see above.
I took today’s photo on my Nikon D7000 with a cheap 50mm f/1.8 lens at f/5. To see what it looks like on the widest aperture of f/1.8 click here.

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The tree I showed you last week has now become what you see above.
I took today’s photo on my Nikon D7000 with a cheap 50mm f/1.8 lens at f/5. To see what it looks like on the widest aperture of f/1.8 click here.
The Japanese Maple trees in our backyard are completely orange now. But for a day or two last week they were experiencing four colors at once (green, yellow, orange, and red).
Unlike the deer (about 200 of which live in town), we don’t see fox every day in Ashland. Seeing them is one thing, but getting them to hold still long enough for a photo is another.
If you were buried in Mountain View Cemetery, and you could look out the side of your coffin, this is the last glimpse you would take in as you were lowered into the ground during the first couple weeks of November. Or perhaps this would be the first thing you saw after becoming a zombie. Do zombies rise in the middle of a beautiful, fall day like today when I took this photo? Probably not.
Looking northwest from the intersection of Terrace and Ashland Loop, today’s photo is a horizontal version of a scene I posted vertically a while back here.
The best time to photograph leaves on the ground in autumn, it turns out, is on a Monday morning. Soon after I took this photo a machine moved across campus obliterating all traces of their existence. Of course leaves continued to fall, but they don’t last long during the working weekdays.
I went by Triangle Park in town hoping to take some pictures of the vast quantities of leaves there too. However, maintenance workers had scooped them all up earlier in the day. Next year I’ll have to beat them to the punch.
Last weekend the conditions were right for an early morning trip up Mt. Ashland. The snow on Mt. Ashland had melted, I figured there would still be snow left on Mt. Shasta, the skies were mostly clear, and I couldn’t sleep. There was also a nice halo around the moon so I hopped in the car and drove on up for an early morning adventure.
I went for a fall photo shoot in Lithia Park on Sunday. Most trees aren’t at their peak yet, but some are. On my way home, as I headed down Ridge Rd., I looked up at the above birches trying unsuccessfully to completely block out the blue sky. I get a bit nostalgic around birch trees as we had three in my front yard as I was growing up.