It took me longer than I had thought to upload this second serving of Fall images because I did not stop shooting till the very end of October. By then there were far too many images to process and choose from.
It has been a blessing for me to see all these things, and it is only proper that I share this blessing with you in the best way I can.
There are today far too many indications that we, humans, have lost our way. Fortunately, all around and within us there are also clear signs of our common source in the imponderable flow of life. We must attend to these signs in every way we can, for they will help us detect and confront the alienation that is keeping us at odds with one another and insensitive to the sacred integrity of being. We are not who we each think we are and, much less, who we might want to be and posses in the future that our myopic tribal and self-centered imagination projects.
BTW, on the last week of October I went back to the section of Taughannock creek that runs along Rabbit Run road and spent a late, magic, afternoon shooting there. The images are good, so I hope to publish here a third and last Fall offering as soon as I finish the processing task.
A walk with Kim down a golden Kraft Road
The hillside garden at the Blue Moon Farm
A dramatic sky…
The first six images were made around the village (Trumansburg, NY), the rest, at home
In Ithaca, the anachronic sight of a hot air balloon and a timely witch paddling on a board…
And to finish, some views of Fall at Cayuga lake signaling that “It will Be OK”.
A seemingly abandoned train on the other shore, and a gentle woman with a giant leaf; crows, gulls, and vultures in delirious flight; fishermen, collected kayaks, and fallen, dancing, and extravagantly made-up trees; and also bridges, a wooden pedestrian one at dusk, and a graceful stone one that spans Taughannock creek right before it dies into the lake, and that hides strange waterfall visions underneath its graceful arch.