Let us go back to the mountain. The mountain being Christopher’s place just Outside Clyde in western North Carolina. There was an assignment that was missed by someone who could not stop their motor mouth long enough to get the instructions right. Here is the make up work, the macro shot of the same red leaf that we were both photographing. You can see his here.
If you, dear readers were up there amidst all of that cold but brilliantly ablaze with color foliage you might have missed the rules yourselves.
It is the kind of jaw dropping, eye popping, drop to your knees and pray then jump into the air and shout Halleluja beauty that can only be imagined but seldom seen. It is the real deal.
There was obedience when this favorite road shot was pointed out and the shutter clicked as told.
Uncle Ernie was standing tall over the spent corn stalks. Christopher said the raccoon got his share too.
The cozy cabin is a work of art, by a very talented artist.
Who happens to have a very large boulder on his land and likes to show it to visitors who are respectfully in awe.
You were right about the flash showing the sparkles on the mossy icicles, Christopher. Thanks!
There were native witch hazels, Hamamelis virginiana in bloom, several of them in fact.
Along with a large stand of hypericums. This mountainside is a native plant lover’s dream come true.
Speaking of dreams coming true, a big welcome home to the roving Mama Spot, seen here helping her human dig some white Japanese anemones that were desired for the Fairegarden.
This was the view from higher up the slope at Bulbarella and The Contractor’s mountain home. We had brought the new camera, the Canon Powershot SX1 IS to use the 20x zoom on these snowy mountain vistas. After pulling off to the side of the road on the climb ever upward en route after a clear view of the not so far away peaks was spied, when the camera was turned on the screen read: Change the batteries. Okay, we were prepared with a whole baggie full of charged batteries and popped the required four in. Turning on the camera it now read: Lens error, restart camera. After the millionth restarting and that same message displaying, we got back into the gas guzzler and climbed on up to Christopher’s. We tried everything, warming the camera, warming the batteries, nothing worked. Rats. At least the old camera was on stand by to do its macro magic. But we really wanted some long shots, the specialty of the SX1. Upon coming home and looking at the user guide online, the troubleshooting section said this was a problem for the support staff. After dialing the 800 number and going through a long maze of menus, we were on hold for a real person. While waiting, we tried taking the battery cover off and cleaning it. Then we turned on the camera. No problem. Voila! It seems that some dust had gotten in the battery compartment when we changed the batteries in the less than spotless back seat of the car. We hung up the phone since support was no longer needed. But the views of heaven were not captured as they deserved. Sorry views, next time.