The holidays, travel and a few other distractions got in the way of posting something from this most recent trip to New England. I’m way overdue, but here it is anyway.
Back in the summer, I was scratching around to find yet another fun place to go shoot. I’d just finished a great ‘shop with Bill Fortney across Washington state, so was juiced to find another, completely different, landscape locale. Thanks to Moose Peterson’s BT Journal (very worth the modest e-subscription for iPad), and the fact that the Winter-2013 issue hit just at the right time, Maine in the fall jumped right out of the pages (well, the electronic pages anyway). Yes, I know that every place with seasons has its own version of autumn foliage. That includes my home in Oregon and my semi-annual route south through the Eastern Sierras. But if you haven’t seen the Fall in New England, you’ve missed real autumn.
Fall colors in New England – dazzling!
For ease of words, I said that this trip was to New England for the colors. But, as spectacular as autumn is during this two-week window, the real beauty and primary reason for this trip was to experience leisurely days meandering along Maine’s winding roads covered with fallen leaves, past farms, ponds, coves, harbors and just plain “Americana” at such a lovely time of the year.
Two weeks is not nearly enough time to cover much of Maine and certainly won’t even dent the rest of New England. So, I call this a New England “sampler”.
After arriving in Boston and as quickly as possible navigating our exit from the airport and city, we headed northwest to Boxborough where we were fortunate to stay with our friends, John and Michelle Dubois, at their farm in Boxborough. In this instance, “farm” is a relative term since John has turned his home into a veritable science lab amidst 25 acres of beautiful woods, horses, barns and serenity. That was a great way to get tuned up for the rest of the trip. And, if the truth be known, that would have sufficed for an entire two week’s stay. There is plenty to see and shoot within an hour of Boston, especially if you’re lucky enough to be there at the right time and have good friends who know where and when to venture.
While there, we drove out to the nearby Old Sturbridge Village for a wonderful day’s trip. The Village is a 200-acre living museum which re-creates life in rural New England during the 1790s through 1830s. And even though it is mostly a restoration of a 19th century town, it offers some wonderful opportunities for a number of very colorful scenes.read more & leave comments