I’ve always felt that the redwoods were challenging to photograph, so difficult to convey their size, their immense presence. Plus, I only had a day among them. But in that one evening, I made a couple of photographs that I was pleased with. So here were my two favorite from Jedidiah Smith Redwoods State Park in Northern California.
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Great shots as the giants of the forest all reach for the sky.
Thanks Paul!
My beautiful friends! Thank you for taking their picture. I grew up with the redwoods, They are “home” to me. Like guardians of the night, I always feel safe and protected when I am in the forest.Their hollowed centers from forest fires sometimes were forts, caves and things to climb on or walk the length or when they fell. When I was a kid, I used to lay on the ground in the center of a burned hollow and take a shot straight up and ended up getting a unique perspective of their height. I once had my whole class stand inside one of the hollows…it was that big! 😀 Have a great day!
That’s great! I volunteered at RNP back in 1990, worked on a trail crew. I remember visiting Lady Bird Johnson grove one night with a friend. We sat in silence, the forest absorbed all the sounds. Then we noticed that we could hear our eyelids blinking. It was so quiet.
WOW…cool! Thanks for the warm fuzzies of pleasant memories.
Great shots. I love the stream of sunlight through the tree trunks on the ferns.
I find it difficult to photograph & convey the immense height of trees – scored some good shots and some terrible ones.
Yeah, I’ve always struggled to convey just what they are with a lens. And that’s okay. People need to stand among them and feel them first hand. I’m so glad they were protected!
Jedidiah Smith Redwoods State Park was one of the places we would go camping almost every other year when I was growing up. We also used to have a redwood tree growing in our backyard…used to freak my Dad out in every windstorm as he was sure it was going to fall on the house. In any case, redwoods have been part of my life, and even from Mozambique where there is nothing of the sort, this visual allows me to ‘breathe in their majesty.’ Obrigada (thanks).
Don’t you guys have those amazing baobab trees over there?
Lovely photos. The top one is an award-winner. Just perfect…..
Thanks Kris!
Great shots of a very difficult subject to photograph. They are so immense and there is such a special mood in those forests. I have always walked away photographing them feeling a return trip is required to capture what I want to convey. Great job.
Thanks Mike!
YW and have a great one.
Wonderful perspective on both shots! It is hard to decide how to take photos of these immense trees, but you did a great job on it.
Thanks Angeline!
Nice photos! In my opinion, forest are better to make photos in autumn!
I’d agree with that, autumn is best…
I am a native Californian, but now live in Hawaii. I really do miss the majesty of the redwoods. Thanks for the beautiful pictures.
Thanks Nancy, I guess it’s a good thing that there’s always something to miss!
I traveled through the Redwoods this summer, it was a short stay unfortunetly. I agree they are hard to photograph and really show their immense size. Being among them is truly inspiring. Nice capture! This post really brought back memories of being there.
I’m glad it did, it’s truly awe inspiring to walk among them!
absolutely gorgeous…I felt when I was in their presence, that it was a holy experience, and your photographs relay that feeling to me. Thank you.
Thanks so much Pam, and I could reflect those feelings as my own.
Beautiful photos. I look forward to more! 🙂
Thanks Lauren!
Reblogged this on the art of life and commented:
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer