On Halloween, rather than stand by my front door and hand out candy, I took another trip to Jay Cooke State Park. My intention was to once again get the shot I’ve been imagining for some time, and to also explore the post color woods of autumn.
This, and the next thirteen posts, will be a chronicle of what I captured in the park.
Day One: The river as seen from the swinging bridge.
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