I mentioned in the last post that, though the 2004 fall color may not have been spectacular, it still merited some attention. My direct shots of the area, (e.g., the first picture below) showed some sign of autumn and certainly suggested a pleasant day in the mountains, but you could hardly tout the splendor of the season to someone who was familiar with "good years" for color.
But when you wander over to the bank of the river and, with your senses alert, your attention settles on smaller details of your immediate environment and you find the river has somehow captured most of the color you'd been looking for, or at least concentrated what had seemed to be the meager hues and tints of the October forest in question.
'Tis true, the blues in these pictures might have been just as blue in late August as they were in mid October, but we're looking for color here and you sometimes have to take it where you can get it.
Okay, now the blue's out and we've more yellow and some admittedly anemic red. But the color still surprises you and you find yourself mesmerized by the combination of the reflected color and the inherent texture of the water's surface.
Now the blue's back and the texture is different enough that the transparent nature of the water adds another dimension and you can study the river bottom as well as the surface.
The point of view has shifted again and the bottom's hidden once more. The surface texture is dominant but you can begin to discern that the previously abstract color pattern once again hints at the reflected trees on the far bank.
One more to suggest that maybe none of the foregoing makes any difference. We've got color and texture, the river reflecting October skies and hints of trees, and an undeniably inviting river, encouraging you to kick off your shoes and cool your "dogs". What more could you ask for?
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