Trees - Or I processed it myself

Late this past summer, I had the opportunity to spend some time in the Uintah mountains, with my family, and I while I don't consider myself much of landscape of nature photographer, there is a lot to be said the artistic quality of a grove of aspen trees. On top of that, I never really planned on posting any of these pics, until recently when I had the opportunity to process the two rolls of film myself. You read that right I processed the film myself, which was quiet a treat, considering that it was something that I hadn't done in more than 20 years. Although I could process my film at home, I am fortunate enough to live in a city there has a small co-op darkroom, at the Salt Lake Photo Collective.  There are even one or two other community darkrooms in the Salt Lake City area, including the one at the Salt Lake Art Center. 

And while the area I did these photographs in wasn't close to the river I was fishing that week, a lot of the places I fish are near aspens, and I think there are a lot of artistic qualities going on with with all of the lines they have and that are created in a large grove.  

I have been using Ilford HP5 film lately and processed the films in Ilford's Ilfosol S and I am not sure if it was the right developer for the HP5, because these came out rather flat, especially the two square ones, the light was flat that day too as I recall.

 Brian

All of this talk about trees kind of reminds me of a poem, one you may have read or heard before...

Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Joyce Kilmer