Today Mother Nature decided to bless us with 48 degree weather and a light drizzling rain which did a fantastic job of blanketing the town in dragonās breath and washing a good deal of snow away. I figured it was the perfect time go out for a little walk, take a few spring snaps, and just enjoy myself. Iāve been cooped up in the house all winter, my health clubbing the crap out of me on the slightest whim, and cabin fever has made me more than a little anxious to return to the woods. So thatās what I did, I took my camera, slung it over my shoulder, and returned to a familiar haunt ā The Old Woods Trail in the Betsy Foskett Wildlife Preserve in Rindge NH. Today I hoped to capture the strange and eerie feel it had to it since being clouded in mist.
I had wanted to take a trip out here in the winter, after a good blizzard, but I just didnāt have it in me. Itās just as well. It seems as if snow had been plowed into the entrance, hiding it behind a giant snow bank. Thatās never stopped me before and it didnāt stop me today, although if this is a trail youād like to check out I donāt suggest doing so in the winter. The trail is poorly marked!
I heard the water rushing by before I got that far. All this melting snow had added a liveliness to the pondās tributaries. And the smell! Thereās no fresher scent on this earth than the smell of freshly melting snow. It tickled all my senses and gave me such joy. It appears I was one of only two visitors in the recent past, unless I feel like counting all the dog tracks I found. I think itās kind of sweet these dogs migrate to a path their owners probably walked them down whenever they escape their own confines. The wildlife was clearly used to their cold weather privacy as I seemed to have accidentally startled a gaggle of Canadian geese who honked loudly and upset a duck on the other side of the pond who quacked back just as angrily.
I was eager today to play with both my cameras, my cute little starter camera ā Olympus XZ-1, has a filter on it called āDramaticā that makes gloomy rainy days like this look spectacular like my trip to the Wachussett Dam in Clinton MA last year. My more professional camera, a Nikkon D5000 had recently found itself a new friend,Ā an af-s micro nikkor 40mm macro lens. Now I could take fantastically detailed close-ups of interesting mosses, plants, mushrooms, and bugs! In addition to this I have been playing with Black and White photography. I was never one for putting all my eggs in one basketā¦
I made it maybe halfway down the path before my body decided to slam me. Just because mentally I am ready to be out running for the hills doesnāt mean the rest of me agrees. I begrudgingly headed back home before even reaching the stone wall I was so intent on visiting. Oh well, there will be other rainy days when I will return! For now I am at peace with what I could accomplish. It feels like going home to be back on the trails!
