I took some photos last Sunday morning at Prairie Oaks Metro Park. It was a chilly morning. 20 mph winds. Hat weather. A fall morning that acts like literary foreshadowing - of winter. I felt fully alive. It was restful.
More and more I enjoy photographing what is before me. I started with a 20mm lens that morning - intending to shoot big landscapes; I ended up doing most of my work around 135 - 200mm. Textures and details. Sometimes I think the story is in the details. The main subject of my photos were the creamy-colored tufts of FoxTail. I understand that fox tail is not a native grass, but it sure was beautiful. Enjoy.