Burnside Photographic "The question is not what you look at, but what you see." – Henry David Thoreau

December 28, 2013

Stopping By

Stopping By

Take a little late-afternoon sunshine, some deep woods, and a little snow, and you have a challenging natural light situation, the perfect way to spend a warmer-than-expected winter afternoon.

February 22, 2012

Whose Woods These Are

Lovely, dark and deep

In anticipation of several days of dismal weather in the local forecast, I resolved to take advantage of a mild and bright afternoon.  I didn’t have much time, as I was occupied until mid-afternoon, and on a day like this, I knew the useful light would last only until perhaps 5:30-ish.  As an aside, I think most photographers focussing (so to speak) on the natural world would be able to tell you, based on the current weather conditions on any given day, almost exactly when “the light will run out.”

So I went to one of my favorite places, which is relatively convenient, and the woods on this day reminded me of Frost’s wonderful poem, even though they were not filling up with snow.  It was the “lovely dark and deep” that came to mind.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

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.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

– Robert Frost

December 11, 2011

TLitF-Redux

The Light in the Forest

Last June I posted the results of a nice walk through the woods and titled it, “The Light in the Forest,” after a book I read in my teen-age years.  Today I had an equally nice walk at two of my favorite places (Ceasetown Dam and Harveys Creek along route 29), and the same thought came to me.  The light was amazing.  Hence the cryptic title of this post – The Light in the Forest-Redux.

I wonder if the light is better as spring turns to summer and autumn to winter?  You can, of course, find good light all year round at the right times of the day – early morning (which I rarely partake of) and late afternoon – but I somehow think that the prospects for the magic light are better pre-winter and pre-summer.

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