On one hand, summer is just about over, ushering in falling leaves, a new school year, and chilly weather. On the other, there's a new crispness in the morning air, a musky new scent on the wind that can only mean a new season. Sometimes I wish photography fed not only the eyes, but also the nose so you could see what I mean.
Like the cool freshness of a sunset thundershower, rain pouring in dark sheets down on the horizon from scarlet-lined clouds:
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| See the rain coming down at the treeline of Blockhouse Butte? |
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| Mt. Adams was shrouded by the clouds, too. |
Then there's the new produce coming in from the garden, the dinner table laden with home-grown vegetables. I love using the soft, natural afternoon light to take pictures of them. Corn on the cob is my favorite. :)
Most of our fruits aren't quite ripe yet, but it won't be long till they are.
And what's as down-home as having thirty-four cows grazing right outside your yard? Dad just moved our herd onto the pasture by the house to clean up the leftovers in the barley fields.
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| That wire is what separates that nose from my backyard. :) |
And finally . . . King Oscar, in all his pristine royal glory, admiring his reflection in the shiny wood floor. :)
