We were able to see and enjoy quite a bit of autumn colour when we were at the cottage, so I think I'll put together a few posts showing some of the pictures I took. Today's set comes from at or near the cottage where we stayed.
Actually, there's not a lot of colour right on the grounds as there are a lot of coniferous trees. That and the sad fact that the elms have all succumbed to dutch elm disease.
This is a juvenile maple tree against a foggy background, which helps it to stand out nicely. I am quite fond of this one.
There is much forest on the property. One day we took a walk in the woods. I pointed my camera up and snapped the next photo.
Although there is not a lot of colour right at Riverwood (the name of the cottage property), I always know that I can find some in the neighbourhood, just a mile or so up the road. Whenever I see a birch tree, especially if it's surrounded by autumn colour, I am tempted to take a photo. Unfortunately, there was a wire in the way this time, but for this blog, I am not going to work at trying to photoshop it out.
Here's another photo, not too far from the previous one but on a different road. I usually drive this road once or twice when I visit as I always fine it interesting, but never more so than in autumn.
Back at Riverwood, here's a spot of colour by the little footbridge that extends over the Crowe River to the property next door. Some local hunters asked Brian (my brother-in-law, owner of Riverwood) for permission to build this bridge because there is a huge tract of undeveloped forest on the other side — prime hunting territory. However, the owner saw what they were up to and posted a No Trespassing sign. Hooray for the deer! I decided to grit up this one a little in post processing as it seemed to suit somehow.
There is another story about the bridge, which involves an older hunter who decided to take his ATV across anyway. However, the gate swung shut behind him, and when he returned and leaned over to unlatch the gate, he kicked his vehicle into reverse, and they both fell down the bank. He's an older guy and reported that it took him a year to recover. I got this straight from the horse's mouth, and I believed the animal ... er ... I mean him.
I took the next picture on the same foggy day as the very first photo of this post. It shows the bridge and its reflection. Not much colour, but I kind of like the mood.
A branch of brightly lit maple leaves: on a sunny day this time, somewhere down the old logging trail.
Finally, let us peek around another young maple to take a quick look at the shed before heading back to the cottage for the night. It's 7:30 and it's starting to get dark.