Photo Essay: Autumn impressions
Tuesday, October 7
Round Valley between Scipio and Salina, Utah
I step outside our camp to greet the morning.
Three deer drink from Ivie Creek upstream from our camp.
They lift their heads and quickly disappear into the bushes.
Bridget and I ride into Salina.
On the way I stop to take photos of scenes in the valley. The colors here are subtle.
The rabbit brush and grass look like strokes of a painter’s brush.
A long, zoomed shot softens the scene. Some people would call that “out of focus.” I’d rather call it “impressionistic!”
Horses graze peacefully, unaware they form mirror images for my lens.
When we return from town, Bridget and I walk among the oak trees.
I hardly noticed them yesterday. Today they cannot be ignored. Their leaves turned yellow and gold overnight!
Sunlight through the leaves beckons us . . . .
Scenes suitable for framing appear at every turn.
I almost didn’t include the next photo in this collection. I passed over it several times. Something about it kept pulling me back.
Bridget and I will move soon.
The perfect weather of the past few days won’t last much longer. As we travel south we will cross higher elevation. That will put us in jeopardy for chilly days and even colder nights.
Wherever the road leads, I hope you will go there with us!
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