In the last weeks’ posts, I’ve been dusting off some old photos from the past, back when I lived near Clay Brook and Post Pond in Lyme, NH.
The way a walk would go would be that I would cross the street and walk along the brook, mostly looking at the world up close. Then along the path in the woods (last post), and then POP, everything opens up at the pond.
This isn’t a view I saw after a walk. Likely this was from the road, after driving my daughter to school (that was a good thing to do, which I miss — time with my daughter, and the world beyond my office, camera in the car).
Now it’s spring, quickly turning toward summer in this changing climate. I’ll take a break from frozen abstracts, I think.
This print is for sale here.