Bean Fields, Tulip

 ©Robin Edmundson, 'Bean Fields. Tulip Indiana, Fall', watercolor, 8 x 11 inches.  Framed $300

I've got my eye on this scene for a larger version.  I love the light here.   It's a beautiful piece of property that shines in every season.  

Winter Bean Field

© Robin Edmundson, 'Winter Bean Field', watercolor, 10 x 14 inches.
Framed 18 x 22 inches, $375

I've been really studying our winter fields this year.  Cornfields retain a lot of gold, even after harvest.  Bean fields turn luscious umbers.   On cloudy, misty days, the woods, clouds and shadows turn all the shades of purple.  The subtleties are breathtaking and make for interesting play in the studio. 

Bean Harvest

This time of year we're seeing clouds of what looks like smoke coming from local fields. 

It's not smoke, it's bean dust.

The combines and tractors put out a lot of debris and dust.   It's pretty interesting to watch them.

Here's a closer up pic of some of the machinery used.   It takes a fair amount of help to get things done efficiently and quickly.

That trailer is full of soybeans.

October Fields

We got this pic a couple of weeks ago, just as the trees were thinking about turning.  I love the gold bean fields next to the moody sky. 

Autumn Color

WARNING:   This post contains graphic photos of fall.    Beautiful foliage, interesting tree structures, bean fields ready to harvest, the whole autumnal nine yards.     So to speak.  

It's easy to get carried away posting pics of gorgeous fall colors.   And I did.   Get carried away that is. 

That's my excuse for getting carried away posting yet more pics of gorgeous fall colors.  That it's easy.  [In case you forgot what I was talking about]

 Plus, my sister in Philly said, 'Rob, post more pics of gorgeous fall colors!'  As I am ever eager to please her, I complied with her wish.  

 Fall is pretty in morning...

And in the evening....

Farm structures that look pretty grey and boring usually, look fabulous in the fall.

 Even gates are glamorous.

 Train tracks through the woods look great this time of year.

And our lane looks like the entrance to a palace.    Surely this road leads somewhere magical.