(HDR image of a stream running through golden-colored autumn woods) The fall colors were already passing peak, but the woods blazed with gold (and a little green and orange). Standing next to the stream, I was looking due west; the warm sunset light backlit the fall colors in the woods, making the scene glow. The colors were impossibly vibrant and saturated. I decided to try an HDR capture.
(HDR image of a blazing yellow maple tree standing alone in a pool of its own dropped leaves.) The sun peeked through as we ascended the gravel drive/road, dramatically illuminating this tree standing alone in a pool of its own leaves in the high meadow behind the winery. We parked quickly. I grabbed my camera and pointed. I only remember saying, “that tree.”
(HDR image of a vineyard and woods beyond in full fall regalia.) We arrived at Mountainrose in late morning after a beautiful, scenic ascent through Virginia coal country, through gorgeous farmland and glorious fall foliage. The trees were already at their peak and the fresh mountain wind was already beginning to denude the colorful woods. It was mostly overcast up in the hill country that day; for much of the day we had a glowering, dramatic sky (threatening, but never actually raining on us) — but every once in a while the fresh wind would rip away the cloud cover to briefly reveal a brilliant blue sky.
(HDR image of fence and fields at sunset, in Fincastle VA.) Yesterday evening we found ourselves in Fincastle, Virginia, rolling up near closing time at Fincastle Vineyards and Winery (also a B&B). Nancy hurried into the tasting room, hoping we weren’t too late. I had to pause. The long rays of the sunset light brought extra warmth and glow to the early fall scene, turning the white picket fence a little yellow and emphasizing the occasional fall yellow or maroon reds (not yet at full glory, but just a little more dramatic for their sudden appearance in a landscape that is still mostly green).
Here’s another picture of wine grapes on the vine. What I like about this shot is that we don’t usually see pictures of grapes on the vine, with the individual grapes in each bunch actually being different colors. I suppose it is obvious (once one knows about veraison), but I’d never thought about it.