I don’t know what’s more difficult, negotiating the snow and ice in the winter to get down to the creek or the lush foliage in the summer. I think I like the summer challenge better.
This isn’t exactly my favorite photo but it’s the only one I kept out of about 20 I shot this evening. Deep in the canyon where even the light couldn’t penetrate, it turned out that a slight whisper of a breeze could. It seemed like every time the shutter clicked for a 2 second exposure, those leaves that hang out over the water shoot would do a wild dance. It was an exercise in patience. I kept this photo because I rather liked the colors.
(Munson Creek in the TeePee/Spring Creek roadless area of western Montana’s Cabinet Mountains.)