Moving Things

Oct 16 Spent the afternoon on the Guadalupe River in Kerrville, TX. Another perfect October day. Been loving watching how the light changes when you are sitting, relaxing - maybe it’s a way that I can visibly track that I am actually sitting in one place long enough to take in the shift in the day. The yellow-greens of the trees across the river were turning the river yellow along the banks, kind of like the way holding a buttercup under your chin makes your chin look yellowish. As the afternoon passed and the night fell, it was so clearly a southern landscape before us. Not at all the tiny yellow leaves and fragmented tonalities of the northeast, or the shades of greens of the northwest as all, but a river that can be bucolic and easy, but which rises on occasion to consume things from elsewhere in town and bring them back. It is a river that appears harmless, but can rise up and take over whenever that rain returns. I don’t think I did a great job capturing the shifts in the light - but the pictures do show how the light shifted and made the starkness of some of the trees in contrast with the full foliage in others really show up against that huge Texas sky.