Cornfield Meet

Things collide here.

Snow and trees at the end of 2009.

I don’t remember it snowing when I went to bed last night, but there’s a thick and heavy layer over everything this morning, and I like the way it clings to the branches. Because I know it means I’m facing a heavy-lifting driveway-shoveling session, I figured I’d better try and capture the beauty before I go out and get all pissed off about it. (Click any of the pictures to see bigger versions on Flickr.)

The backyard.

A tree, some snow, and some snow-colored sky.

I like the way this one came out, with the pine tree in the background:

More snow, more trees.

Ha - green! So there IS color out there.

This one was a bit of a surprise: Some of these, I tweaked the light levels slightly so the shadowed areas were less blobby (“blobby” = Clue #1,138 that I’m >shock!< not really a photographer.), but I left this one alone because I really like the “darkening woods”  feel.

Fangorn, Ohio.

It's quiet. Too quiet...

There are a few other shots in the set: Just put on your mittens and click here to see them.

December 31, 2009 Posted by | Ohio, photos | , , , , | Leave a comment

Moving the Woods’ Edge

Workers arrived yesterday to clear the ground above the natural gas line that runs behind all the houses on our side of the street. Our back property lines all share a border with the same woods so most of the actual tree-cutting doesn’t technically happen in our yards. I think they took down one smallish tree that may have actually been on our property.

The 20 feet or so of forest they’re shaving off isn’t affecting the big-picture landscape, but it’s altering our little slice of things a bit.

These two trees for instance:

(click for the larger version)

(click for the larger version)

They’re both marked for removal by orange spray-painted dots, but the thing I’m going to miss is already gone: The scars you can see on these two trees are the result of a third which toppled years and years ago and wedged itself between them. You can see it about 30 seconds into this video clip. When the wind blew hard enough, the trunks of these three trees all bending and rubbing together made a great creaking, groaning, squeaking sound that carried a ways up and down the street.

Of course, the work is also uncovering some fine archaeological finds, like these boards – the last two I can spot from the tree fort my neighbor and I built when we were kids. It’s pushing 30 years that they’ve been nailed here, probably seven or eight feet off the ground:

(again, click the photo if you want to see it embiggened)

(again, click the photo if you want to see it embiggened)

Those were rungs on the ladder leading up to the fort, which was maybe 12 to 15 feet up. Check out this section of fallen tree which perfectly captures the “use whatever nails we can find and use them almost at random” aspect of our construction practices:

(Hey, guess what - theres a bigger version here for the clickin!)

(Hey, guess what - there's a bigger version here for the clickin'!)

Seriously: That big spike near the top center has got to be eight or nine inches long. Where the hell did we get that? And the size and placement of those four nails tell me either a step or a floorboard must’ve gone there.

This has made me dig up recollection I started a few years back detailing all the forts we built during those long-gone summers, and now I want to walk around with my camera some more and try to track down and see what’s left of them.

May 28, 2009 Posted by | geek, Ohio, writing | , , , , | 1 Comment


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