Where to start…hmm…I won’t drag you through the last few months…nothing profound really. I’ll just start with today.
We are well in to my least favorite time of year. Fall in the Northwest is sneaky, tricky for me to navigate. In the other three seasons, my daily choice is crystal clear…be outside or be inside, but Autumn tells lies, almost daily.
It’s beautiful weather, so I leave the house expecting to enjoy all of the seasons best features, its colors and clear blue skies, easily tolerable medium temperatures, but during the short walk from my front door to the road, Autumn cackles out loud, and suddenly it’s 40 mile an hour freezing winds, filled with piercing raindrops.
And, to make me even more irritable during this time of year, it’s when my allergies hit the hardest. I don’t have any reaction to all the lovely parts of Spring and Summer, gently blowing waves of grasses, tiny drifts of golden pollen on my windshield, or beautifully blossoming trees.
Nope. I get to be allergic to the dying, moldy leaves of Fall. How glamorous.
BUT…since I am obsessed with the ability to shift my perspective, I will concede that Autumn is also my favorite time to photograph.
I was furious the other day when I finally had time to grab the camera and head out. I had spotted so many outstanding shots lately and wanted to capture some of that COLOR.
But that nasty, conniving Autumn had a Wind Storm temper tantrum and stripped all the trees of their October/November costumes while I slept. Grrrr.
But this morning, as I walked across the long spans of grass to my neighbor’s house, these words came to me:
“Lovely, lacey, leaf-littered lawn”
I’m NOT a poet so I had no idea what to do with those alliterated words.
But it was beautiful, so out came the camera.
Today, I LOVE Autumn in the Northwest!