Storybook Sunset"...He decided that the sunrise and sunset brought wild, free sadness; the sunset, a lonely yet a comforting one." "He worked at night until the sun had set, and the red and orange faded through the pines, and the split rails merged with the color of the earth." Excerpts from The Yearling, written in 1938 by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings; a fitting set of prose for these images, as they were both shot from what I imagine was the very spot where this local author stood to absorb those red and orange rays as they fell over her while watching the sun settle below the edge of the lake. This coming-of-age story about a boy that adopts a yearling fawn, set in the backwoods of Northern Florida, won a Pulitzer Prize in 1939 and remains a literary treasure. Marjorie used a lot of what she had in her surroundings to influence her stories in The Yearling, Cross Creek and many other wonderful fictional stories. She lived and worked in the small community of Cross Creek, a short ride from my house. Now, it is a State Park where visitors can step back in time when they enter her farmhouse or stroll through her gardens. The dock where these images were taken is actually part of a boat ramp, which proved VERY challenging in capturing. While the sun only sets at this exact angle and location for a short time, I had to make the most of it. The first attempt failed, as there were far too many boaters constantly in my frame, ruining the peaceful nature I was seeking. On a second visit, the colors were a bit prettier, but the boaters were just as numerous. However, they managed to time their exits off the water infrequently enough to allow me to capture at least one good shot of the sun before it fell too low. In the process, I decided to make the best of it and catch a boater in the reflection of the sun for an alternate style of the image. Either way, I'm satisfied. Click on the image to see a larger version or to see more sunscapes.
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