Ok, so it's time for me and my fellow "fallen apple" bloggers to get current before the ice and snow hit. Fall has come and gone in Connecticut. October was a blur, a blur of color that is, and now, Thanksgiving is only a week away. We began our fall foliage shoots this year in the north and through the month, moved south as the leaves changed. It was a great year for gold, but then the rains hit and everything fell and turned brown.
We found a new state park, Haystack Mountain, in the north and Weir Farm, a nature preserve for artists in the southwestern part of the state. Haystack Mountain is not a big park but it is beautiful. We could drive most of the way up the mountain and then the peak was only a short hike through the woods. The woods were so striking, we never made it to the top. (Imagine that!!)
During the warm months, the meadows and gardens at Weir Farm are full of artists with easels and oils who painstakingly take an eternity to capture a scene. Personally, I prefer the photography route. It only takes a fraction of a second to capture the same image, and Lois can turn it into a digital painting in the comfort of the studio.
We found a new state park, Haystack Mountain, in the north and Weir Farm, a nature preserve for artists in the southwestern part of the state. Haystack Mountain is not a big park but it is beautiful. We could drive most of the way up the mountain and then the peak was only a short hike through the woods. The woods were so striking, we never made it to the top. (Imagine that!!)
During the warm months, the meadows and gardens at Weir Farm are full of artists with easels and oils who painstakingly take an eternity to capture a scene. Personally, I prefer the photography route. It only takes a fraction of a second to capture the same image, and Lois can turn it into a digital painting in the comfort of the studio.
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