Tuesday, November 10, 2026

Pond, trees, leaves, geese ... and a regret

As I think I’ve said (or, at least, implied) here on several occasions, I rarely plan to take pictures when I head to Yates Mill Pond Park for my regular long walks.

And on those occasions where I do start taking pictures, which I admit has been often lately, it occurs to me to do so in mid-walk because of the various sights and scenes I come upon.

If I were to plan a photo outing there or anywhere, I’d have brought along my Canon 6D and camera bag, which contains most of my lenses. 

I've made four visits to the park since the last post, and on three of those visits I ended up taking pictures. With the iPhone. So all unplanned. 

But in those several days of walks, there was a huge frustration on Sunday, Nov. 8, when I realized about a quarter-mile into the drive to the park that I'd left my iPhone at home. I could have tried to turn around and go back and get it, but if you knew the construction traffic I was facing at that point, you would understand why I elected suck it up and do without the phone for the next two hours.  

It was frustrating because I wanted to pull out the phone almost immediately as I hit the Creekside Trail that day, where the landscape and dirt trail itself were covered with fallen leaves, and where batches of leaves continued to fall periodically, pushed down by a decent breeze, as I marched on my walk along the trail. I wanted badly to have been able to photograph those leaf batches in the descent.

I did make it back to the park on Nov. 9, and I took pictures on that day, but the magic of falling leaf batches was gone. The feet of trail-goers from the previous day had trampled or shuffled many of the newly fallen leaves to the side. There were a few new leaves, but nothing like I'd seen and been excited about photographing the day before. 

The photo leading off the post was taken on Saturday, Nov. 7. Photos in this post were also taken on Nov. 9 and 10. They include an encounter with some geese on the pond as well as some pond reflection shots and closeups of leaves on a tree or plant and one of a pair of leaves on the primary pedestrian boardwalk. 


































Wednesday, November 4, 2026

It was all about the pretty ...

The expression you see in the headline on this post is a phrase I hear often from Lee Ann when she discusses her sundry garden tending or flower planting and-or purchasing decisions. Maybe you know someone who uses that expression, too. 

While at Yates Mill Pond Park for my walk yesterday on Election Day (for the record, I'd voted a week and a half earlier on the second day of early voting here in North Carolina), the autumn colors were out in their boldest so far this season. So, I spent some time on the main pedestrian boardwalk before launching my walk ... and, at the end, on the home stretch portion on the Millpond Trail, which is just behind the line of trees you see in the lead-off photo and first three photos below, capturing images of the pretty.

I am now using a monochrome conversion of one of the pictures as my blog header photo, as you probably noticed.  

It is my impression (I did not do any research to back this up) that red is the least populous color of changing leaves in autumn, so I tend to be drawn to red-leaf solitaries and groupings. Hence, the explanation for what you see in this post.  

The rest of the best is below this sentence.