Autumn is a season that I love and feel strongly. At last I was able to go outdoors to make these photographs in these 3 galleries. I was laid low for a few weeks. I’m all better now.
There was a wet snowfall on March 10 in New York City that coated all the branches of the trees like sugar. The snow on the braches was gone by the afternoon.
The wind caused the wet snow to stick to the sides of things and created this cute snow man.
In 1986 my mother took the family on a vacation to Sienna, Italy. We stayed at a beautiful old rustic farmhouse outside of Sienna. The first morning there I woke up at dawn and went for a walk. The soft air and light sparkled. I knew I was someplace special. I left the road and explored down a path. I saw through the cypress trees and magnolias a ruin with a fresco. I was overwhelmed—tears sprang to my eyes. It was so beautiful; words can’t describe how I felt.
I have only a few pictures that I took with a point and shoot film camera.
A rainy, chilly, misty damp day in Central Park.
It took a bit of effort to go the three block is the snow early Saturday morning. I had to get a few photographs of New York City’s first snowfall of this winter.
Photographed at 7:30 am by Turtle Pond in Central Park, New York City.