I am a photographer. Some days I work to develop a shot I can be happy with, in the great out-of-doors surrounding the RedBarn location where I call home. And then, some days I get lucky and literally walk right into a photo that I come to love, without that sense of work. Red is the color of love and do I “love it” when an item of red pops out from the brown of winter scenery.
The beautiful miniature apples are hanging heavy on a wild tree growing along Minnesota State Hwy #7 a few miles north of Ortonville. This is a scenic drive along the Upper Minnesota River area and is full of scenic surprises both in flora and fauna. The photographer gets to set his/her own rules about what is right and worthy of sharing. Who says so? Well, my photographer friends and I do, of course!
Peeking through the little apples, and viewing the scene beyond, reminded me of paintings I have enjoyed from artists creating in the 19th century Impressionist style. That little project of the era began to take shape in France and I am, well, not French, but do love the influence that French art has on us creatives. It encourages us to express our own perception of nature and the elements of nature’s design. The red color, loose and generous design of branches with apples and the lovely blue of the sky came together to grace my eye. A colorful scene, that one would not notice with hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. There are stops, along the ‘lakeroad’, where a car can pull off to park, giving you a few moments on foot. One of those stops provided me with this scene; I could walk up, decide on my Sony settings, and take a piece of it for my very own. What a lovely January day at the RedBarn and along the lakeroad on my way home!