Autumn arrived shortly following the loss of our amazing companion Stan. Stricken with grief that comes from the departure of a dearly beloved, it was no easy task to get up and go…the fact that autumn is a cherished season meant very little at this time.
With much effort, we gathered ourselves and made it to Mt. Rainier, a place Stan got to visit just a few months earlier. Despite the season being near its end, earlier than normal, we were blessed with color and light. We followed a deer path to this wonderful spot. With not very exciting overcast light I set up my medium format camera and composed…and then the heavens opened and a shaft of light graced the scene in front of me, putting a smile on my face.
A few weeks later we made a journey to Oregon’s scenic Columbia River Gorge. We had many tough moments and many filled with joy recollecting memories of the area shared together with Stan. With the extreme heat and drought of the year, colors were mostly lacking except for a few tiny pockets. I loved this arrangement of oaks.
When most autumn places have become a memory, I took a quick trip to Seattle’s wonderful arboretum, despite the rain, to see about capturing the last of the season. I was fortunate enough to make a handful of compositions, and particularly was attracted to this collage of leaves saturated from the rain.