It’s Autumn! Imagine Noddy Holder shouting that, you get the idea….
As a landscape photographer, I absolutely love the autumn, yet as the season begins to unfold I became slightly concerned, a little uneasy and a mildly paranoid….
Will I be able to capture the beauty before it disappears? Will I miss the opportunity to bag a worldie from the natural drama before inevitable storms lash the precious gifts of gold from the trees?
Travelling to unmissable appointments it often seems that weather, light and colours are perfect, yet I’m unable to stop and explore. If autumn is nature’s gift of gold to the landscape photographer then it’s a cruel irony that she frequently balances her glorious generosity by including gale and downpour into the wrapping paper should we fail to be appropriately appreciative. The days themselves contain fewer hours within which to find that elusive combination of composition and colour. The door of night creaks closed with mocking acceleration as our numb fingers race to dial in vital settings and adjust tripod locks. Mother Nature is beautiful beyond comprehension but she will not be trifled with!
Autumn is a truly the most wonderful season, but blink, and it’s gone!
Nothing Gold Can Stay
By Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
