A blustery, warm day. We had showers earlier and now the sky is a mix of cloud and radiant blue, the proportions changing moment to moment. The wind has picked up and at times the gusts rising out of the west shove the trees heavily towards my right.
Autumn proceeds at a leisurely pace here, resisting the headlong plunge of more northerly falls. Each day brings more colour and more bare branches, even as many trees remain mostly green. We have yet to have a frost; still the gardens have pretty much given up for the season. The pace of change is leisurely, almost pedantic.
We have had several inches of rain over the past three weeks or so, yet remain well below the historical average. Still, the rains have brought a noticeable easing of the drought, so important as winter approaches. It is essential for groundwater levels to stabilize so that wells are renewed before freeze-up.
I went out for a photo shoot a bit earlier, taking the Canon 80D, with the 300mm lens, which proved perfect. I imagine the norm for such adventures to be that no matter which camera one takes it is the least useful one for the moment. Often, lugging two cameras, even on the mobility scooter, is just too awkward, so to have a shoot where the chosen camera is just right is a blessing.
Of course, even having the right camera is no guarantee one will get the shot. Over the weekend, while in Maine, we were driving along when we noticed a multigenerational flock of turkeys emerging from the woods and approaching the road. Traffic stopped in both directions as a longish line of fowl crossed before us, some walking, some running, and a few flying. We were captivated and I did not even think of picking up the camera that was sitting at my feet.
Here’s a photo of a pair from a couple of weeks ago:
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