I recently revisited my photos of a trip I took to Bath, England several years ago. It was November, and I wandered over to the Bath Botanical Gardens on the other side of town.
The trees were glorious and infinitely varied in size, color, and stages of changing foliage.
Coming over a hill, I spied this bench where an owner and her dog had found refuge on the path between the massive trees behind them and the small grove in front which had lost just the top layer of its leaves.
They just sat there forever, taking in the crisp fall afternoon and the beauty around them. At this stage I took the figures out to make them just a little more prominent in the scene
I’ve always had a fondness for trees. They are worth our efforts to protect them for the future generations of strollers.
“A Fondness For Trees”, 14 x 11″, oil