It has been some time since we went to Clifton Park. An early appointment gave us a chance to view further developments of Fall.
Mist rose above the Hudson River
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Turning onto Route 40, we passed a recently-harvested field that was filled with Canada Geese. There were many hundreds and more were arriving.
Perhaps it was a big assembly in which decisions were made. Who goes where and who stays behind?
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As human disarray increases, it is reassuring that Nature is consistent.
It is no wonder that when we disregard her, she lashes back savagely.
As she should.
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Hudson crossing at Stillwater.
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Inevitably a car followed us onto River Road, so reflection shots were hasty
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and hazy. But colourful..
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What is the appeal of a reflection? For me, I think the stillness, the calm.
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Perhaps also, perfection. But I’m not sure about that.
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A nice cloud was forming.
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It sometimes seems as if light creeps in through cracks, particularly noticeable when it touches bright colours.
It is cheering to know that light finds its way in.
Maybe my favourite song:
Leonard Cohen’s Anthem
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Fall is finding its colours at last.
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Our return route brought us past Twin Lakes, around which have been built communities of expensive but soulless condos. In the centre a huge, unattractive water feature. An insult.
This sort of thing led me to leave the Seattle area where every available green space was being bulldozed for more condos that were all alike. I imagined them inhabited by robots.
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My aunt and uncle moved out of New York City in the early 50’s, when Long Island was still farm country. By the time I arrived in ’64, you had to drive a long way out to find a farm.
Now I hear people are moving Upstate.
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Back at the Hudson, cloud still lingered,
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but light was getting through there too.
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Instead of turning to follow the river, for a change we carried straight on.
With the fields harvested, the curves of the land really stand out!
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Farmland dotted with woods.
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Makes one wonder how it was all carved out.
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I’m glad for it, but how is there a single tree?
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As we crested a hill, rain spattered the windshield.
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Mount Tom in the distance.
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Such a variety of textures.
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Remember the New England minute?
A break in the cloud.
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Though the windshield was still wet.
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Maybe Fall had just been dragging her feet.
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She’s catching up.
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This could all be snow-covered soon.
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The world is too lovely right now to be covered up.
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This way home is so cool!
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Around every corner…
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…another pretty sight,
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…another lovely tree…
…or a farm….
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“Hey. Windshield !”
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Hard to believe, but at this point, we were only halfway home. It’s only a 45-minute drive.
But I’m going to leave you here for now.
Thank you, Carolyn, for the stunning pictures of your world documented so perfectly! No matter if your focus is on the dark or light, reflection, the trees, the birds or the roads, your talent takes over, and your photography brings joy to your grateful readers!
Joanna
Thank you so much!
Lovely photos.
Thank you.
The Geese Symposium – definitely the most important meeting of the year 🙂. Oh, how beautiful the reflection photos are – for me it certainly brings a sense of calm. Indeed, Autumn is here (or rather there by you) and it’s stunning!
Your autumn colours are definitely appearing, and the reflections were nice to see too.
We have had almost 24-36 (depending on location) hours of torrential rain across much of the UK, with severe floods in Scotland. There is no let-up in sight, and everything feels miserable and wet. We had to have the house lights on when we got up this morning, more like winter than autumn.
Best wishes, Pete.
I love to see your photos, as your country is so different from mine! Beautiful pictures and interesting storys in your posts! Thank you for sharing 😊