Winter’s arrival

We knew it was coming.  We knew it wouldn’t be much longer.  We knew it was inevitable.  But we were enjoying our moderate temperatures and fall-like weather, when all of a sudden winter arrived.  The temperature dropped 30 degrees, the wind blew, and the snow fell.  And it fell, and it fell, until we had over six inches of wet, heavy snow.  Overnight our neighborhood because populated with snowmen & women. 

And with winter’s arrival, I’m reminded that the holidays and the new year are fast approaching.  Please be sure to check out my holidays cards and 2011 desk calendars.  With original and distinctive images, the cards are a memorable way to send your holiday greetings.  And the desk calendars will brighten anyone’s day — a great gift to give, or receive.  The information about both the holiday cards and calendars can be found as separate pages on the top of my blog page at www.LindaStaatsPhoto.wordpress.com or you can click on the links from my website at www.LindaStaatsPhoto.com.  As quickly as the snowpeople appeared in our neighborhood, the holidays will be here!  Don’t be scrambling at the last minute for cards and gifts!

The yin and yang of autumn

I spent today outside raking leaves and thinking about the season of autumn.  With a sunny and unseasonably warm day it was delightful to be outside.  And yet I was raking up a yard-full of dry and brittle leaves which have left our trees as skeletons in the landscape.  I was sad that the brilliant colors of fall were now behind us, and I was missing the constant chatter of the geese as they would fly over our house throughout the summer.  And yet I was appreciative of this warm and sunny day, and of the smell of fall that was evident in the air. 

We were in western Minnesota yesterday when this image was taken.  The high clouds created their own patterns in the sky, allowing the sun to filter through at certain angles.  As we drove through this prairie landscape, I was amazed at the fall beauty.  Here in the small town of Cyrus was a small slough with cattails and some trees — a very common sight.  And yet when the sun cut through some of the clouds it brought a most brilliant shimmer and light to the surface of the water.  It’s a common sight in Minnesota, and yet one that I will never grow tired of seeing.

Story Lines: an exhibit of prints and photographs

I have a new exhibit that’s opening this week in Saint Paul, Minnesota.  Ellen Wold, a photographer and printmaker, and myself will be exhibiting at the Unity Church – Unitarian from November 3rd through the 30th.  The opening reception is this coming Friday night, November 5th, from 6:00 to 9:00pm.  The Unity Church – Unitarian is located at 732 Holly Avenue in Saint Paul.  My photograph that is shown here is titled “Work in a field of lavender” and was made in Sequim, Washington.  The Sequim Lavender Festival is the largest lavender festival in North America and takes place each year in July.  With the warmth and sun of summer and fields of lavender all around, the distinctive scent of the purple landscape permeates the air.  I invite those of you in the vicinity of Saint Paul to come to the opening reception and the exhibit.  Ellen and I would enjoy sharing our art and our stories with you.

Late fall colors

We’ve been enjoying one of the longest fall seasons and one of the warmest, resulting in some of the most beautiful fall colors I’ve seen since moving to Minnesota.  The bright colors that are characteristic of the beginning of fall are now gone and we’re enjoying the more subtle shades of gold and rust.  Perhaps it’s all part of Mother Nature’s plan to nudge us more gently into winter.  But with colors like these leaves that I found earlier in the week, I’ll gladly relish in the beauty of this fall.

Fall daybreak over the Mississippi River

Our fall colors have been changing rapidly.  Knowing that they won’t be lasting much longer, I took a day off work and left the house before 6:00am.  I drove southeast in the darkness and caught up with the Mississippi River.  On a bluff above the river in Frontenac State Park I enjoyed the quiet and beauty of daybreak over the Mississippi.  The morning was cool and coated the grasses and fall flowers with a light dew.  And yet as the sun rose there was the promise of a warm Indian summer day ahead.  As I focused my camera down the river to Lake Pepin I heard a rustling in the grasses to my right.  Just as I glanced in that direction, a large doe leapt through the little bluestem and bounded down the hill — the only sound breaking the quiet.  I spent the remainder of this warm day wandering the hillsides and bluffs on either side of the Mississippi River, in Wisconsin and Minnesota.   The following days were windy and blustery, and I’m certain many of the remaining leaves found their way down to the ground.  In the short span of this past week, the landscape has changed dramatically, getting closer to the inevitable first hard frost and winter.