Friday, November 16, 2012
I spent fall in the West Virginia hills along the New River Gorge, knee deep in autumn leaves. This is a frame from a series of timelapses that are slowly finding their way into a motorcycle video. Fall has always been my favorite season. So many things that leave the forest in autumn die forever, and so much else only sleeps to wake up in spring. Also, it's real pretty. No wonder so much deeply ambiguous death-lore comes around the end of October.