Autumn photography 2015 & 2016
Last year, inner west autumn in the rain:
This year, in the wake of one of the heaviest couple of days of rainfall I’ve ever experienced, and after such a warm autumn that the leaves in fact turn in winter, inner west autumn in the sun:
Autumn photography 2017
I switched camera systems in May this year to a mirrorless system, specifically a Fuji XT-20 body with various lenses. Its first big expedition was to New York but soon enough it was time for the much closer to home annual trek around the autumn foliage. The camera body failed around mid-day (had to go in for repairs as it was unable to detect lenses connected to it), very poor timing since Andrew’s niece was born that day, but we had some adventures first.
I remain fascinated by the ludicrous, alien, ornamental pear that is planted in such profusion around here:
But eucalypts can hold their own:
New York in autumn
You glorious monster, I don’t even know what to say.
London in autumn
I don’t have the same eye for London as I do for New York, seemingly, but:
Autumn in Orange, 2018
Presumably the origin of my fascination with autumn leaves in exotics.
Autumn leaves, Orange, April 2019
Apple picking, Mayfarm Flowers, April 22 2019
Most of the apple orchards around Orange, once the major growing region in Australia, have been converted into vineyards, or in the case of Mayfarm Flowers, a flower farm. Their crop of apples from the doomed trees was storm damaged in 2019, and so they opened them up for picking, with most of the apples being shipped to Sydney for donation, and pickers allowed to take away others for free.
Old Croton Aqueduct Trail
Knowing I was coming up on photos of New York really did a number on my photo processing lo these 18 months.
This one was a trudge, 6km or so from Irvington to Dobbs Ferry. I had hoped to do it on the following day but there was rain forecast (in fact the remanents of Tropical Storm Olga) which saw me taking refuge in the Musuem of Natural History, trudging through there instead.
Weekends are always when the jetlag smashes down. Someday I will have the chance to re-learn that.
It’s a pretty trudge though!