IN THE FIELD: Mum’s The Word
We used to live in a small town about 30 miles from where we currently live. In the early part of last century, the town and surrounding area was a vacation destination for folks from the big city. The grand old homes are still standing, but most of the vacation cottages alongside the broad creek are long gone.
The town still has all the essentials. For instance, there are two traffic lights, a pizzeria, two banks, a small restaurant, a gas station and a wine and spirits shop. There is also a police station and fire company, and across the street from the grocery store, is a place that sells exotic plants along with the more traditional plants and flowers most folks are familiar with.
The owners of the plant store are most famous for the display they put on every autumn. Each year, they cover the hillside of the mountain they created with plants grown in their fields. There is a tunnel that bisects the mountain and also a walkway on top where you can gaze over the fields of mums. They also erect a gazebo for weddings where the six columns are located on the right side of the mountain. When the color of the earlier bloomers fade, plants are replaced with new ones to prolong the show.
I was about a week away from prime viewing time when I took this shot. By this weekend or maybe next, the hillside will be filled with color.
This photo was taken at midday. 35mm lens, f4.5 @ 1/500th