Much like last year, the leaf drop ended abruptly and the woods have taken on a feeling of spaciousness. The sky is now visible between the trees, along with a surprising amount of local topography. Having lived on the coast for most of my life, this comes as a refreshing surprise.
Following the cue from last November, I decided to create some black and white panoramas. To me, the format suggests some of the openness that’s now in the woods. This one was taken yesterday, near Chippens Hill in Burlington.
There’s a curious thing about the spot where I took the picture. I was unable to find a name for the brook on the local maps or even on the trail app. But when I checked the USGS topo there was a surprise. This creek is known as “Negro Hill Brook,” a name which seems to have drifted into the distant past, where it certainly belongs. It does make me wonder though, who it was that once lived on that hill.
For a title, I decided to go with “cross-day” instead. This morning, we’ve all arrived at the mid-point between the equinox and solstice.
Even though I may have difficulty seeing panoramic images, where my gaze constantly runs from edge to edge, there is that feeling of sitting hidden or in a small dark cabin and looking out through an opening or a large window that is appealing. But, that is probably mostly because I currently have circular binocular vision 🧐.
The name of the hill arouses a curiosity that is hard to let go of, despite the dark history.
…the history fades, but perhaps it shouldn’t entirely.
Remember to take a step backwards from the monitor when enlarging panoramas 😊
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