Backroads Pass

I have no idea the name of the pass, if it even has one, but we went through Huntington, Utah to cross it. Mid-April snow had fallen on the toes of aspen:
To our great surprise, we rounded a (slippery) corner, and myriads of color spots were winging against the bright snow! I was mad that I forgot my monopod, because it was so blindingly white.

I dunno' what they are called, but I call them "para-boarders".

What fun they must have!

And this is our goodbye to the Wasatch Front:

Rambling the Backroads, Early Spring

Our plan, while in Utah, was to - no surprise here! - take the smallest back roads possible to return to the SLC area from Manti by heading east, southeast, then north over a couple of passes. Whenever we spot an antiquated farm building, the car just naturally comes to a stop!

Sometimes the car has to go down a lesser road with ruts 'n such in order to get a better perspective:

Or even leave the road completely to get around the backside, as in this one I call "Weathered Woods":

26 THINGS, JAN. FEB.

Assignments: "Every-which-way", here, the flags at a crosswalk:

"Underneath" as interpreted by other photographers in the challenge has been pics of things up above, the camera looking up from "underneath". I turned it topsy-turvy by showing a common thing "underneath" our feet here in the Pacific NW - the ever-present ugh-slug:

"Neglected" is another category:

26 THINGS, JAN. FEB.

This, from a hike down into Bryce Canyon, for "HOLE":

Last week it was extra foggy, and I remembered this tall row of poplars not far from home, hoping to find them just as I did, punching through the fog:

On a back-roads "ramble", this entire old farm was abandoned - what a find! "Rusted":

AUTUMN AT ITS BEST: ALPINE LOOP, AND A DEDICATION

This posting is dedicated to 2 of my favorite people: our grandson Brett, and his wife, Lynda. Their encouragement for my photography is endless, and since it is always accompanied by love and laughter and lessons, I feel like the luckiest amateur photographer ever!
Luckier still am I when I actually get to go out with them and our cameras, which happened earlier this month when D and I visited them on our way home from an extended trip.
Their surprise outing was a drive on the Alpine Loop above Provo in the Wasatch Mtns.

I do not like to tamper with color, but would rather learn during shooting, so these are SOOC.
Brett, I know we were shooting these from all the same places!

I loved the two-toned ferns:

(I should have put this in a frame first.) But, as we rounded every curve, I sighed and gasped because of the stunning colors. Brett finally stopped here just for me; there was no room to pull off the road:Brett pulled over, having spotted this hawk. He just popped open the top and poked his head and camera right up out of the car. I had to get out, and unfortunagely scared the hawk into flight. This one is for you Brett. The body is in focus, but the wings don't look good. Sometimes flight looks good, but not here:

As we came back down through the canyon to lower elevations, the colors softened, and even in their muted state, I thought they were stunning:

Thank you Brett and Lynda, for stopping the car so many times, including for just the little things!

I call this one, "Here's lookin' at you, Babe!"

FRUSTRATIONS!

This morning was an ideal autumn morning, with sun above fog and leaves at their brightest. So, I left early for errands in order to go slowly through Snoqualmie with my camera. I have been watching this particular curb as colorful leaves piled up to more than a foot, so I was anxious to get a photo. As I stood there, getting my camera ready, around this corner came the street sweeper! Slowly, agonizingly, he took away that lovely bank of color right in front of my eyes! I felt like a kid who just dropped a double-decker ice cream cone! Wah! The sweeper's wet path is visible here:


I first went past the mill pond, and here the fog was too thick for a photo of the reflected colors across the water! Wah, again.

By the time I got to the old trains, the fog was lifting, so the effect I wanted was gone - again, right before my eyes!
All these photos are straight from the camera, without color enhancement. I LOVE autumn!
I really wanted the fog, but oh well:

FROST ON THE PUMPKIN!

Well, the frost WAS on the pumpkin, but I didn't get to it before the sun did! This weekend we had our first heavy frost. This photo is of !/2-inch-thick ice on the birdbath. I purposely placed a pumkin nearby so I could try to get some refracted color:

These were ice drops a few minutes before I got there:

And here too, the drops are just starting to melt: