Somewhere Near The Banks Of The River Styx

I don’t know about you, but for me a foggy day often gives a soft-focus, romantic sort of look to a scene. Perhaps because it hides some of the less photogenic details. This old farm is an example:

The Old McDonald Place?

But in other places, a foggy day can make a scene feel much more sinister. I see a jagged shape jutting from the mist and begin to wonder: “What worse things are hidden from view?”  The fog allows my imagination to conjure up something far more interesting than the mundane reality hidden by the fog. The next photo I at first found rather scenic – a stand of trees on an island in the marsh, grasses and rushes in the foreground, the far shore arcing into the mists. Then I started to look closer and noted that most of the trees on the island are dead, and lining the barely visible far shore are more dead trees. Hmmm.

Fool's Oasis

I am curious. I want to see more of the far side. I struggled over and was rewarded with this jarring, jagged, yet unsettlingly beautiful view:

By The Banks Of The River Styx

Found at an abandoned farm.

I am attracted to places and things long ago abandoned. The more weathered the wood, more rusted the iron and more peeled the paint – the more attractive I find it. Earlier this fall I visited an abandoned farm that met all these requirements.
In a woodshed outside, I found what looks to be an old icebox. I liked the ornate scroll work and the way the blue hues in the weathered wood worked with the brighter greens of the encroaching moss. I did some dodging and burning to enhance the scroll work, blurred the background a bit more and increased the saturation slightly.

Blue Cool

On the other side of the house was a rather unique peaked-roof outhouse. It had a wonderful array of it’s past colours on display.

Lavender 'Loo

Behind the house was a collection of debris… poking through it turned up a few treasures like this jar…

Fused jar.

The barn on this property is mostly collapsed. A window in the barn basement framed a photogenic (but unappetizing) jug of brown goo. I combined two exposures of the same raw file to balance the outside light with the available light inside the barn basement.

Little brown jug.

Also in the basement was an old harrow leaning against the stone wall. Taken out of the context of the barn, it could look like some ancient device of torture. I use a cool blue tint to add to the ominous feel of this shot.

Chained.