Today’s Post by Jamie Zartman
As the climate continues to change, and brisk winds arrived earlier than expected, many of the golden vistas of aspen cloaked hillsides I had envisioned on the the Grand Mesa and Pinyon Mesa of western Colorado were missing by the time I arrived this year.
In some areas, the stark white skeletons of leafless aspens danced liked the ghosts of seasons past, celebrating the approach of Halloween. I had taken my Olympus E-M1 Mark II with my favorite 40-150mm f/2.8 Pro lens and backup Olympus E-M5 Mark II with a 12-40mm f/2.8 Pro lens, so I now began to look for other opportunities to photograph in the high country. If one is patient, nature always provides.
A young mule deer wondered into my viewfinder as I was looking at the light streaming through a group of aspens that still had some leaves. These three aspen leaves provided a diagonal line across a backdrop of red scrub oak and blue sky. A cold sun provided a starburst below a sparse canopy of golden leaves, a sure sign of the winter that was soon to come.
At a crystal clear mountain stream, a small train of aspen leaves were silently taking their final journey the current. Learning to see what is there vs. simply missing what is not is what makes photography such a rewarding hobby.