Every season has its pleasures; every season has its colors and structures. In late fall, when the forest rests, the hard outline of naked tree limbs define the monochromatic landscape. Photographed on a trail in 6-Mile Run Park, this lan-scape of muted browns and grays is contrasted with ice blue water, a premonition of winter, and cut by starkly silhou-etted trees bereft of their summer costume that had dissolved the forest into a shimmering panoply of greens.
Irene Riegner “Waiting: Between the First Frost and First Snow” photo
A Killing Frost