{"id":11476,"date":"2018-10-27T07:23:11","date_gmt":"2018-10-27T11:23:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/psnp.info\/p4td_\/?p=11476"},"modified":"2018-10-27T07:23:12","modified_gmt":"2018-10-27T11:23:12","slug":"fallish","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/psnp.info\/p4td_\/?p=11476","title":{"rendered":"Fallish&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/psnp.info\/p4td_\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/image_562331337265575.jpg?resize=904%2C820&#038;ssl=1\" class=\"size-full\" height=\"820\" width=\"904\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When I went out the other day to the Rachel Carson National Wildlife Refuge headquarters trail looking for landscape photos for my &#8220;For the love of landscape&#8221; posts, I was, of course, captivated by the fall litter on the forest floor. It was a moody day, with the sun just beginning to break through clouds away off to the south. It had been raining up to an hour ago. The light in the forest was subdued, and everything was still damp. Between the light and the wet, the colors simply glowed. I framed a lot images that were simply about color and light and texture and shape. This ladder of scale fungi on the fallen birch log, and the brown maple leaf beside it is a good example. A quiet image of nothing in particular that I find still very satisfying. Sony RX10iv at 300mm equivalent. Program mode. 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