A drive along local roads on a very snowy day found me stopping by this stand of trees. The weight of the snow had bent most of the branches almost to the ground but had not broken any at this point. The trees and snow laden branches in the foreground slightly obscured the forest behind. The image seemed perfect to include in the May 2021 gallery show: “Seeing the Forest for the Trees”.
Trees have been a subject of my photographic work for as long as I’ve been using a camera. I’ve tended to focus on the fall season for it’s colors and textures and primarily in Acadia National Park. However, this particular winter day created a perfect situation for working outside my comfort zone-literally and figuratively.
I hope those days are just about over for the near future. I can feel the cold air and especially how the flakes would feel on my face if one ventured to walk through that tangle of branches. On a completely different tract, the shapes and composition reminds me of a Degas ballet painting. All it needs is some pastel colors on the “tutus.” I guess this is a very evocative image for me, even in some unexpected ways.
Thanks Ed. Evocative is a great word. I remember being struck by the silence and sense of space while standing there.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Beautiful moment in those woods!
It was. Thanks Jan for the words and the poem.
I can feel the heaviness of the spring snow. You’ve captured it all.