In the Deep South of Faulkner Country it might be the Light in August that casts an inspirational glow, but in the Northeast nothing compares to the light in September. On my annual daytrip out to Batsto Village, I was struck by how the light changed and undulated under the shade of the trees and passing cloud cover, casting an aura over the scenery that really only could've been appreciated with a continuously tracking camera that would capture all the nuances. It's times like these when I realize the limitations of the snapshot…but that's not to say I didn't capture as many of those moments and changes of light as I could. Some of the photos around Batsto may appear as remakes or re-imaginings of shots from last year's visit, but I also stopped at an ancient cemetery along Route 542 that boasted graves as far back as the mid-1800's, and another picturesque graveyard in Hammonton along the White Horse Pike where new images were found.
This entry was posted in Day Tripping Series, Inspiration, Photography, Travel and tagged Batsto Village, Cemeteries, Day Trips, Day-Tripping, Graveyards, Hammonton, Light in August, Light in September, Philadelphia and South Jersey Local Scene, Route 542, South Jersey, White Horse Pike, William Faulkner.
Below are two links…to let me know that you also think like (some) Impressionist painters, but the difference is your use of media/medium…and they usually tried to capture their images…before the (sun)light changed too.
It's quite a place! Your pictures again are to die-for, and it'sa great place to unwind and to appreciate the outdoors. Interesting connection there from Dee Dee on the Impressionists. It's great you are utilizing September, traditionally a great outdoors month.