Flowers by a New Hampshire Forest, Gallery Nine.Original photography and digital art by Paul A. L. Hall. (use your F-11 key for full screen view)4/27/2004 (Click here for the megaball) (click here to go to the thumbnail pictures) Signed prints are available in two sizes. Click on the thumbnails below. |
When I first bought my little mobile home by the forest said forest was completely untouched. Not that long ago it was the cattle provider for the little city of Claremont named after the Claremont estates in England, the hill was given a butch and became a grassland grazing area until the sociology changed from the early machine late iron age. Maybe that's why the road going through the area was called "Paddy Hollow Road". If there was actually someone there at one time named "Paddy", my apologies. I just thought that... well, back to the account. (Hey, you never know. Right?)
But as the sociology changed, the grassland reverted to forest. The Midwestern New Hampshire forest is the southernmost extremity of the woodland that rings the earth until it becomes the arctic tundra. In the northern extremes of North America, it becomes the Canadian Boreal Forest.
But before the forest was "harvested" it was still young, about a century perhaps. I used to sit there where the stumps are in this gallery, then some tall pines where I had my can crusher, recycling aluminum cans. Can do. The forest had some extremely lovely special characteristics. First of all overall it had an extreme beauty and coolness in it's dark shadows, then once inside on my little path that stretched through a ways, it unfolded into a series of aspects, much like an art gallery would.
There were clumps of moss that took on their own compositions and appearances, areas where the trees in the wetland areas had toppled, their roots still clutching huge boulders, now raising them high in the air like abstract sculptures on display.
When the little grove of pines were felled, they left one small pine there, which later died, perhaps of sadness, but I noticed several lone pines in the rest of the harvested forest also died. It made me wonder if plants not only compete with each other, but maybe also they work together in some way making the forest a whole entity of it's constituents.
Later I planted morning glories at the base of the dead little pine tree, that had actually grown to incredible height to reach the canopy established by it's parent tree and the others. I hung string on not only the branches but, as you can see in the background, I put other branches up as well. Later I tried to get the string higher using my bow and arrows with the string duct-taped to the back. But later was able to do it using the "roof rake", which you have to use in winter to scoop the mounds of snow off the roof. It had more than one use, making it a roofus maximus.
Flowers by a New Hampshire Forest digital art based on original photography by me (Paul). Hi.
Copyright (C) 2004 by Paul A. L. Hall. All rights reserved.
Flowers next to a forest digital art, some roses, some mountain laurel, wild flowers, treetops. Take a peek.
If you take a peek you might end up with a mountain top. I took an aspirin. I put it in my pocket, jumped in the car and took it twenty miles. You'll need some miled medication if you check out the pun page.
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