photograph © Bruce A. Morrison
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This time of year here in NW Iowa tends to transition from the appearance of a landscape having come to fruition, to one becoming increasingly barren and monochromatic. But one thing I always find is it's the light that speaks through any landscape...and it's also the perspective or personal interest, if-you-will, that keeps things interesting or fresh in your self awareness and appreciation.
I recently ventured out into the "neighborhood" before sunrise, on a quest to fulfill a commission to photograph an agricultural landscape. I passed by the image you see at the top of this blog and thought "Wow", I have to come back here on my way home!
Thankfully the light was still great, and the wind hadn't come roaring up as it seems to have this year each time sunrise comes around. I stopped and took a few images until the sun climbed higher and the color changed slightly.
The mornings are getting crisp; it was around 20 degrees Fahrenheit and my attire wasn't quite up to snuff, so I was happy to climb back into the pickup where it was cozy. Soon the frost and snow will become the landscape's veil!
I like this piece...it makes me happy; isn't that important??!! I'm very tempted to try a painting of this scene sometime this winter when the frigid wind keeps me in the studio.
Times flies when you're having fun!