The path through the orchard led up to a little bluff that overlooks the valley below. I am at the end of my “photo stroll” and feel rewarded with the peaceful view below. I catch my breath and start the walk back through the orchard. I look forward to seeing new images as they present themselves to me.
This tired dead branch looked out of place against the bright colors of the autumn leaves. Besides the obvious contrast of the dull brown against the brilliant yellows, oranges, and reds, the branch was also a contest of the dead leaves still hanging and the leaves that had just fallen on the ground. Soon they too will turn to the same brown as the leaves hanging above. We cannot evade the circle of life.
When walking around, I typically look forward and upward. I have to remind myself to look down at the treasures at my feet. This clump of fungi caught my eye with all its lines and colors. Many of the aging cherry trees had severe scars and wounds, a great place for fungi to start. Such great color was a gift for my eyes.
Color, Color, Color is everywhere I turn. Greens, yellows, oranges, reds. and even a little brown fill my eyes. It looks like an abstract painting. My mind opens up for creative possibilities. Here is one:
All it takes is a little reverse “C” swipe and imagination!
Looking up between the rows of trees, I can catch glimpses of the Selah Ridge. The sagebrush covered hill sides are what the land is like without irrigation. The strip of basalt rock is from the great Columbia Basin lava flows which occurred 14-6 million years ago. It was pushed up as part of the Yakima folds development.
There is an old cherry orchard just up the road from our house. In fall, the leaves turn shades of yellow and orange. The grasses turn to a golden straw color. Birds are everywhere fluttering about. A hawk frequently perches on an overhead orchard fan. It is a nice place to walk and explore during all seasons of the year.
Sections of the orchard are being removed each year to make room for new young trees. I do not know how much longer the old stand of trees will remain. So until then, I will explore as often as I can. I will present images of a walk I took about a month ago in my next few posts.
Alders and vine maples line the paths through the Reserve. It is a Fall Wonderland. Light filters through the trees making the vine maples’ orange, red, and yellows pop out from the green background. The light brightens the grey-white bark of the Alders. What a beautiful palette of color nature has given us.
Gentle light filtering through
leaves of orange, yellow, and green,
paints an image of warmth and peace.
As I looked into the Forest at the Bloedel Reserve, I felt like I was looking into a Monet painting. Soft filtered light, shadows, and subtle pastels decorated the scene. In post, I added a little of the impressionistic feeling using Topaz Impression.