“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground.”
― Andrea Gibson
I will never be a landscape photographer. I detest the color GREEN. (Now…you see my problem). But, having said that, I can’t seem to resist a beautiful autumn leaf either still clinging to the tree or lying there sadly on the ground. I always walk looking down–you should try it sometime. You’ll be amazed at the beauty that is at your feet.
When I’m out photographing, I’m always seeing things as I would through the lens of my camera. I do a quick scan to make sure I’m not overlooking something, something that others might have overlooked and passed on by. Then I look at what might be quietly hiding there along the pathway. Sometimes I am rewarded with a little hidden gem.
I took all, but one, of the photographs in Newtown, an innercity neighborhood of Sydney back in the autumn here in Australia. It’s funny–even after having lived here for 20+ years, I still can’t think of the seasons being reversed. June-July-August are, and will forever be, SUMMER in my mind, even though I am shivering cold. The beautiful red leaf was one I ran across in Peillon, a mountain village 20 miles north of Nice, France. I am lucky to have lovely Niçoise friends that I can go visit because Nice is one of my fave places in France…after Paris, of course!
~ Patty
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