Chasing Ephemerality
Doesn't the intrigue in ephemerality come with a tag of pricelessness? The transience of autumn colours, bioluminiscence, or dance of auroras have lured photographers and travellers eternally to brave inhospitable weather for a heavenly glimpse of these fleeting phenomena. We are no exceptions to the rule. There was a time when flaming maple and aspens bedecked our backyard in the US at Nashua, New Hampshire. Every October we drove in droves to Flume Gorge, White Mountains in New Hampshire and Vermont to feel the vibrant autumn vibes. The New England area never failed to regale us with its romantic beauty, brightness, and brilliance. Moving to Sydney was a relief from the chill of temperate climate. But that also meant the colossal maples in the city simply turned brown in fall skipping the splendour of bright yellow, orange, red hues. Experiencing autumn meant chasing the ephemeral happening to faraway areas that only had a little touch of colours in swathes of land wrapped with