And thus completes a visual record of the four seasons in Reynolda Gardens. Without intending to and in part because I live right across the street from the Gardens, I have amassed this photographic collection. As the seasons unfurl and climax, I am inexplicable drawn to the Gardens. What can I say, gardens are magical places that have a hold on me.
There are a few oddball images of rail cars and one of a horse that I just threw in because I didn’t really have any other place for them…maybe a prophetic image for the places to move on to in the future, new things to discover.
The fall images shown were shot with Fuji Velvia 100 35 mm, cross-processed, with various and forgotten f-stops.
The Thread Is Red 