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Vermont dusk

July 26, 2012

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During high summer in Vermont, the blue hour is pretty incredible.

(When I saw the mist hanging over the valley in that last shot, I think my exact words were: “Holy shit. Incredible. I need to stop for a photo.”)

15 Comments
  1. July 26, 2012 6:21 pm

    Love the photos of the pints and the third from the end with the apples(?).

  2. July 26, 2012 6:47 pm

    Reblogged this on suryadihafid.

  3. July 26, 2012 8:32 pm

    This is just what I needed to come home to. A quiet nonchalance. And I second the beer glass and chair shot. What suggestion it gives. And of course, what light.

  4. July 27, 2012 1:16 am

    Great stuff – my pick is #5

  5. July 27, 2012 6:14 am

    Beer, bees and apples. And mist. Love them all.

  6. Denise permalink
    July 27, 2012 11:38 am

    The first & last are my favorites! Spectacular!

  7. nancy permalink
    July 27, 2012 1:20 pm

    the first shot, so full, so quiet, thank you for this moment

  8. July 27, 2012 6:10 pm

    totally wonderful, brian.

  9. Danielle Charles permalink
    July 27, 2012 7:09 pm

    Just perfect, I can feel the cool night air just looking at these. The fourth one down is my favorite – Vermont summer twilight in the meadow :) Quite magical.

  10. Jimjam permalink
    July 28, 2012 6:54 am

    I love the one of the hidden fruit – it shows the search and what what happens when one looks a layer deeper

  11. July 29, 2012 12:53 pm

    Beer chair. yum!

  12. July 29, 2012 5:50 pm

    Goodness me.

  13. July 29, 2012 9:35 pm

    Hi, I just stumbled across your blog this week. I have recently relocated from Ireland to New England. We have yet to visit Vermont and your pictures make us want to go even more. Hoping to get there in a couple of weeks time. Love that last shot !

  14. August 1, 2012 10:08 am

    i love the feeling these images give – like the dusks of my youth when the last minutes of daylight were always the most precious, because i had to be back home by dark. lovely work.

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