I think of photography as a granular art. Capturing the small to see the big. As such, I’m beginning a four-week series pairing two hobbies of mine: photography & writing.
This is probably my favorite picture I’ve ever taken. I didn’t have to do anything. The sun lined itself up within the branches, the rays shining through the tree. The tree is lit from behind by the sun, which makes the branches look darker against the terrific baby blue of the sky. Everything else is darkened. All that matters is how the sun and the Earth come together. The details that I was able to get from the ends of the tree branches was especially delightful and wholly unintentional. This is an example of capturing the big to see the big - a departure from my usual style - which is perhaps why I love it so much.
The colors of this one are quite stunning - the green of the moss and the red of the more established moss (clearly I’m not an interpreter of nature, just an observer of it). This all challenges the white of the pole, the white that is the original, intended color yet has been overtaken by the colors (almost) completely.
The symbol inference is hard to ignore here: Fall meets Winter. A dead - or dying - leaf is resting in a bed of ice. More or less speaks for itself.