#22 November Shadows
#22 November Shadows
Dale has asked to see some changing seasons. Since autumn is so colourful I included more autumn photos than from the other seasons but we are still talking spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Change of Seasons
Tom’s odd square #11 which he took from an odd angle came to mind when I looked at these photos of the same five (sic!) trees. They look like they are the same height in summer and different heights in winter. For a moment I thought it was because of the difference in the seasons but realised then that the variance is due to the different angles. Odd, isn’t it?
The times are changing, too, and July is coming to an end. I decided to end Becky’s Square Tree Challenge with a tree from my neighbourhood.
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Yesterday’s autumn picture were all of beeches. The forests around here are mixed forests but beeches are dominant. Many villages have “beech” (Buche) in their names: Seidenbuch, Buchklingen, Buchen, Reichenbuch, and others. They are a delight all year round, from spring to winter.
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“The world is wide.
No two days are alike, nor even two hours, neither were there ever two leaves of a tree alike since the creation of all the world; and the genuine productions of art, like those of nature, are all distinct from each other.”
John Constable
I’ve never yet managed to catch those apple trees in bloom; I’m worried that since they are so ancient that I will never do. So there are only three seasons on display.
Linked to Travel with Intent. For more photos inspired by the quote from John Constable, click here.
Vineyards always give great opportunities for photos with a definite vanishing point, no matter what time of year it is.

winter

spring

summer

autumn
For A Photo a Week: vanishing point.
Interesting (yet completely irrelevant) fact: In German, it’s an “escape point”, not a vanishing point.
More photos with more vanishing points can be found here.

This wayside shrine is called Kalter Herrgott (Cold Lord). It is found near the village of Ritschweier in the Odenwald, Germany, on the brow of a hill where cold winds blow.

The barren looks of the fields after the harvest point towards the autumn

even though it is still hot.

With the wind blowing over the stubbles, autumn isn’t far away anymore:
Wenn der Wind über die Stoppelfelder weht, ist der Herbst nicht mehr fern.
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge had an open topic this week. Mine was After the Harvest.
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