A worn face on a worn urn in Mellon Park seems immemorially ancient. It isn’t, but it’s old enough to remember when the park was a millionaire’s private playground.
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More Autumn Colors in Mellon Park
November 11, 2008There is no need for explanation: just beautiful November colors in every shade.
A Niche in Mellon Park
November 6, 2008
What this niche really needs is a statue of Diana, or of some other chaste goddess who appreciates nature. Not one of those urban party-girl goddesses.
November Colors in Mellon Park
November 5, 2008
Leaves in colors from bright gold to deep mahogany; ornamental grasses in browns, yellows, and oranges; a perfect day.
All these photographs in Mellon Park were taken with a Kodak Retinette, whose Schneider-Kreuznach lens and Compur-Rapid shutter make it a fine choice for a light, compact 35-mm camera. It has no rangefinder, which has the salutary effect of forcing the photographer to think clearly about focus and depth of field.
Wrought Iron in Mellon Park
November 4, 2008
A wrought-iron fence and gate in Mellon Park, surrounded by the rich and subtle colors of early November.
A Fountain in Mellon Park
November 3, 2008
Early November: the gaudy colors of the maples have fled, but the oaks and birches take over with richer and subtler tones. This fountain is a bit medieval, a bit magical, and a bit silly, which makes it just about perfect.
