jasonmatias

A Sun Story

Finding tree farms in eastern Oregon is not too difficult, the region is full of them. So much so that it is difficult to know where one ends and another begins...
Read more

Finding tree farms in eastern Oregon is not too difficult, the region is full of them. So much so that it is difficult to know where one ends and another begins. And the roads; they go on and on for what seems like forever. It is no surprise to you, then, that it has taken me several overnight trips to find a scene like “A Sun Story.” All the elements have to line up for a capture such as this: the field, the light, the degree to which fall has taken hold, and luck. One has to give credit where its due and I attribute A Sun Story to luck. I had been driving for hours on my second day on the farm roads and the sun was already two spans above the horizon by the time I spied these three trees. They stood defiantly against an autumn that had claimed the winter’s toll in leaves from an entire forest. I was blown away by the contrast of life on display.
I had been driving for hours on my second day on the farm roads and the sun was already two spans above the horizon by the time I spied these three trees. They stood defiantly against an autumn that had claimed the winter’s toll in leaves from an entire forest. I was blown away by the contrast of life on display.
Read less