Friday, October 10, 2008

fall lake


I love this time of year, even before the trees have turned their full colors. I took this photo as I drove home from school, loving the clean reflections and clear fall skies.

ivy reflections


Last spring I went on the Freedom trail in Boston for the first time, as was taken to a very old cemetery along the way. Needless to say, while the headstones and names were historical and old, I found a great photo above, in the reflection of an old building covered with ivy.

blended


It was such a beautiful day, that it looked like the clouds were melting right into the Hancock tower.

greenway at night


Not being from a city myself, I really find any visit into Boston (or pretty much any other city, for that matter) and huge treat. I happened to catch the greenway at night where the southeast expressway used to be. I can't get over how quiet it is now downtown.

reflected window


Just like I take photos of reflections in puddles, I take them in windows too. This one was taken at the Natick Organic Farm last winter.

winter shadow


Well, I certainly paint shadows enough, and that's probably because I've taken photos of them too....they're always an amazing shade of ANYTHING but grey!

atlantic red sunrise


I had to take a large series of photos to be able to capture this great cloud which changed shape and color so rapidly. What a beautiful morning on Wells beach (Summer 2007).

winter barn


Also taken last year, I liked the stark contrast between the simple barn, the blue sky and the stripped trees. A typical New England winter scene.

On the coast


Being from Maine, I can never tire of a typical Maine view such as a red fishing shack on the coast. THis photo was taken last winter on the way out to Land's End (the real one) on Bailey's Island.

three's a crowd


I find the animals at the local Organic farm to be funny...acting much like their human counterparts!! Wonder what they're discussing?

ferns


I was happy to find this great set of ferns in New Hampshire for a weekend at North Conway. In Maine, we ate them as "fiddleheads"...a great delicacy.