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An end of the day photo taken in the early 80’s, when I spent six weeks working at Shelburne Orchards in MA. It looks like we were picking Red Delicious at the time, though MacIntosh was probably the largest variety by volume. Some of the tools of the trade are at the top: the kidney-shaped picking bag, and a big jug of water, replenished regularly through the day, particularly when it was warm and sunny.
The photo was probably taken with the aforementioned (9/12/18 post) Sigma 18-200mm telephoto lens – see the curved side of the bin? It was truly wonderful but hard work, and in retrospect, i can say the wages were but the icing on the cake.
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The Marginal Way is a 1.5 mile path along the spectacular Ogunquit shoreline, and this is the view as you approach the north end. I’m not sure that late summer day could have been any more beautiful.
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African lilies and asters in a bed of ferns and pachysandra.
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Taken circa 1990 on 35mm film with one of my favorite zoom lens, and the only one I could afford at the time, a Sigma 18-200mm. It finally bit the dust at the start of a wedding shoot, resulting in photos (all b+w) with some strange focus issues that the bride and groom nonetheless admired, “art shots” in the vernacular. One I loved was a portrait of the laughing bride in the middle of a row of kids, all equidistant from the camera, with some out of focus. Hopefully the images have retained their magic over the years.
Our friend Peter S had “First Leaf” in a prominent location in his home for the longest time, especially rewarding for me given his abilities and reputation in the field of interior design.
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Looking west from the summit, toward Vermont. Not that many people were on the mountain on a Thursday in late August, and most were in their twenties. My old high school friend and classmate Tom B and I took our sweet time going up and down (a prerogative, perhaps, of age/semi-retirement), and had some nice conversations with folks of all ages along the way. He remarked that climbing the mountain seemed to “bring out all our better angels”, which has always been my experience.
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