Isn’t it amazing what sometimes pops up, what snippets of life and experience just appear. Some may say happenstance, or perhaps good fortune, but I say it’s just plain ‘neat’. Fall colours on the Slocan River were just that.
I was off loading some photos from my camera tonight, trying to find something interesting to post, and I came across some pix I took last fall on the Slocan River. This one in particular caught my eye due to it’s bright colours. It just happened that the light was perfect for a shot like this, so I took it (and a few more too, of course). As I study it now I see it could probably do with some cropping, but hey, it’s late and I’m pooped. It’ll have to wait for another day.
Last year I had gone ‘up the valley’ to pick up a free child’s gate, in anticipation of Madden walking or crawling to places he should not be. On the return, as I crossed the bridge over the Slocan River, I saw the glowing grasses and trees framed by the blue sky and it’s reflection off the water. The fluffy white clouds just set it off. Anyway, here ’tis.
I guess the shots from today will have to wait.