Cattails by the pond will surely take us into August.
Haying is underway now. Across the road, the farmer on his tractor waved back at me. A fine day for cutting.
The next time I drive by this field, the grass will be cut in the first haying. The texture of the grasses and the action in the sky are part of this photograph’s “moment.” Nothing will be the same again.
A clearing sky, saturated color and a verdant hilltop called for a color photograph this time at the orchard in Bridgewater, where the previous black-and-white infrared photograph was made. Luckily, this idyllic spot was left unscathed by the destructive storm that ripped through town the day before.
High sun and strong shadow, often a photographer’s downfall, are a perfect fit for this infrared landscape.
Luckily the trees were blossoming at the same time the sunlight and sky cooperated for this landscape yesterday. Today the rain is back. Not exactly ideal for forays in infrared.