I am a compulsive picture taker. And what that means is that anytime I go anywhere, I could potentially come home with hundreds of photos snapped on my memory card. This is both the blessing and the curse of the digital age - never having to concern ourselves with limiting or rationing our photo-taking to a small roll of film. It's awesome to never have to think of how many photos I have left on a roll of film or to think of the cost each photo. However, the problem with that is that I am prone to over-take photos, sometimes doing a single shot multiple times with perhaps only slightly different framing, and with my ADD brain, sitting down with hundreds of photos to edit is overwhelming. So, I will often abandon many shots after editing only a few, and don't return to those shots for months afterwards. And this is what happened this week when I returned to edit some photos I took back in October. I know it is January, and in my part of the world that means beautiful, glittering snow and a bright sun, shining through leafless trees, but for purpose of this post, we are going back to a golden world with soft colors and glowing leaves.
Last October, as we were driving through the Concord area of Massachusetts, we stumbled onto a bucolic town called Lincoln. Lincoln is only 20 to 30 miles away from the city of Boston, but it was pure countryside, with rolling green hills, farms, winding roads through tunnels of trees, and gorgeous, old colonial homes. I had to stop on this particular road to take photos because not only did it have some stunning fall color, but it also encompassed an old graveyard. I am an old graveyard fanatic, and the combo of the autumn trees, countryside, and centuries old graves was irresistible to me.
This next picture was not taken in Lincoln, but instead in Salem, Massachusetts. But since it falls into the category of forgotten autumn photos, I thought I add it to the mix.
The arch of the former armory building in Salem.
Thanks for indulging my posting of past season photos. I will probably be doing this again, as I have plenty of photos from Cape Cod and Bar Harbor this summer that I haven't even touched yet.
Hope you all are having a wonderful start to 2013. So far, 2013 has been kind to me. I feel myself full of hope and excitement for what lies ahead, and I am grateful for my family and grateful for a layer of snow on the ground that has created a magical feeling to the world around me.
Posted by Alyson (New England Living) at 12:53 PM