I revisited my favorite fox place after a long hiatus. It was hit hard by the severe thunderstorm earlier this summer — trees down everywhere, and many fewer foxes. It was sobering to see the landscape so radically altered. On the bright side (pun not intended) the absence of trees should improve the photography by letting more light through. In any event, here are a couple of my favorite images from the trip. Click for a larger version.
The regulars in the open space can pick the foxes out by name. (Fortunately) I don’t spend quite that much time there, but I do recognize this badly scarred fox. He always seems to hang out in the same place on the trail. He was posing nicely until someone came by with their dog, then asked what we were photographing. Very frustrating.
To make this image, I desaturated every color but red and burned down the edges. Like it? Hate it? Post a comment.
