This may well be the scene I have photographed the most. It is a spot that has fluctuated between one and three miles from my home over the past thirty plus years. It hasn’t moved, I have.
Autumn colors, winter bare, spring emergence, summer lush. Always a new look, always another opportunity.
But…
… I have sought visual thrill on many continents, in numerous climes and through various lighting conditions. I have dreamt of printing grand onto canvas, metal, or glass. And hanging over a mantel for ultimate gloating prospects.
But I should honor this location, this spot.
It has earned that.