Despite the still hot days, despite the cicadas and summer birds (orioles, hoopoos, nightjars, …), despite the echos of children in swimming pools, there are unmistakable signs of autumn gently setting in over Provence.
The days, they are shorter and mornings, they are colder. Night dampness no longer dries up in the wee hours of the morning but remains with us until breakfast. There’s no escaping it, summer is on its way out.
At this time of year, colours in the hills are slowly coming to their best. And though wild board hunting will soon make it too dangerous for casual hillwalking, the more bearable heat means we will soon be trying our luck among the gun-toting kind all the same.
Here’s what I expect to find. Mossy stones, cracked paint of old trail signs and a rich palet of colours for those who care to look. And what camera will I bring along with me ?
In spite of my love affair with the D800 and Leica-R lenses, it might well be the trusty Olympus OM-D E-M5, that unsung hero of outdoor photography (and come on, who would sing a song with such a ridiculous name for the hero 😉 ?) that was used for the 3 pictures on this page.
Of all the cameras I have owned (read waaayyy too many) it has been by a safe margin the master of colour. Maybe not of accurate colour, but of bold, moving and deep hues. Compared to this all others seem to poor a little water in their wine. It is the Chateauneuf du Pape to the D800’s Côte de Nuit. Both fantasntic but the former that much denser in taste.
Before selling this little gem to finally restore my ‘only one camera at a time’ rule (it’s soooo hard to sell this one) I though I’d pay it a little tribute. If anyone’s interested, it is mint and I will let it go for 650€ with the equally valiant 14mm Panasonic lens (28mm equiv). Act quick …