I took this about three years ago at a little park called Roaring Brook Nature Center on Canton Connecticut. The pond empties down the mountain at a dike and indeed the brook does roar at that spot. Here is another image from nearly the same spot.
I was here in spring which of course is when all the streams and rivers are full of melting snow. Spring is also the season for pollen and they get it heavily in Connecticut. My rental car was covered with a yellow layer so thick it resembled volcanic ash.
I’ve also been here (not this spot exactly) in Autumn and of course, the scene is quite different. All of New England is ablaze in colors and it’s a great time for a road trip.
This particular visit was a difficult one. We had just lost one of our beloved dogs from an unexpected illness and I was feeling sad. That’s when I looked up this little park figuring it would do me some good to go for a nature walk. When I saw scenes like this it helped take my mind off the pain. Times like that are never easy.
I took this in Connecticut several years ago at a place called Enders Falls. It’s a small gorge off the side of the road with a set of waterfalls that stretch about a quarter of a mile. The trail is short but steep and you arrive at the falls within three minutes of leaving your car.
I was with a couple of friends as we climbed up and down the falls taking pictures. That was a long time ago and I just happen to notice this image in the archives.
There are no bridges, so to get to the other side of the stream you must cross the water. It was spring so the water was flowing well and I chose a shallow section to walk cross. I remember how icy it was as my feet submerged crossing the water. Despite the chill I managed to stand several minutes while I setting up for a shot from the middle of the stream. It’s funny how we can block out pain in pursuit of a photo.
The streets of some cities are deserted in the evening as most people have left for the suburbs. That leaves plenty of opportunity for taking pictures of the architecture and lights which create a mood found only after the sun sets. This is a pedestrian bridge in Hartford Connecticut. I combined two images, one sharp one blurred, to enhance the seasonal lights of that chilly December evening. As I write this its summer and would gladly take a quick blast of cool are from the night I took this.
I took this in Avon which is just outside Hartford CT. It was late December so there was a chill in the air as I arrived before dawn to walk around the pond. This was just after sunrise about halfway around. The best part of being here early is the stillness of the water and the reflections that result. I finished the hike and headed to the airport to return home to Florida for the holidays.
This is in Canton Connecticut, just outside Hartford. Coming from flat Florida, I am always happy to explore the winding roads and hills. I followed some signs to this nature center where I found trails, this pond and a Brook. The brook was more babbling than roaring, but maybe that was due to the recent lack of rainfall. Nevertheless this pond reflecting the clouds caught my photographers eye. After visiting places like this you can’t help but love New England.
While walking around a park in Connecticut I came across this structure that I could see from quite a distance. Turns out it’s a well and according to the plaque it can pump three million gallons a day. To me that seems incredible, such a large amount of water. Maybe that’s normal? I’ll bet they could use this in California right now. Anyway, I was impressed enough that I took this picture.
One of the many waterfalls at Enders State Forest in West Granby Connecticut. On a hot day these pools are full of people cooling off in the brisk water. I came here early enough in the spring that it wasn’t crowded. I lowered my camera to capture the flow of the water not only off the fall but the swirls in the pool.
On a cloudy day I took a walk through a forest and came upon this pond. The wind started to pick up as though to rain but lucky for me it wasn’t to be. The clouds were thick and heavy and reminded me of Florida back home. Even though it’s over a thousand miles to the south, on this day the weather was probably nearly the same.
This was taken somewhere along a farm road in Simsbury Connecticut. I was surprised at how many of these old abandoned buildings there are. They’re kind of scary to look at, and I’m sure there’s something scary inside, or maybe scary stuff happens here. Maybe my imagination is going too fast, but I wouldn’t want to linger too long to investigate. As it was, I didn’t even get out of my car. I stopped across the street, snapped this through the window, and then sped away. Some hero, eh?
A little north of Hartford is Enders State Forest. If you drive too fast you’ll miss the parking lot at the side of the road, I had to break quickly. Down a little trail is a series of cascading waterfalls and moss covered rocks. One amazing waterfall after another, a magical place. This garden of Eden is right in the middle of New England. If you like waterfalls, then put this on your list, just be sure not to drive too fast.