As I have taken these pictures over the last weeks, I have come to realize that they are as much about the sky as the river. Yesterday's two shots, one from Tuesday and one from Wednesday, are vivid examples. I often find myself tempted to go back and take another picture if the sun has come out. I like the look of sunny scenes.
The experience of viewing the Ottauquechee is markedly different when the river reflects blue sky. I have also discovered that when the scene is brighter the photograph takes up more digital space. The camera takes it all in more fully, just as I do.
It takes more effort to spend time at the river when things seem grey. Today, looking straight down from the bridge, the water remained clear, if not washed by rays of light. The occasional oak leaf swam by, and for the first time in awhile, the variously shaped flat river suds flowed alongside the leaves. With the river lower, the rocky shallow reach just upstream churns the water to create bubbles. These gather into a whitish mass by the right bank. The gentler water flow by the shore gradually picks off chunks of this effluvium and sends the shapes downstream. From above, their high beige hue casts them in sharp relief with the darker stream.
Tonight, we expect our first dusting of snow.
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