Dancing sun fingers,
Filtering through the thick clouds,
Lightly touch the earth.
Driving along one of the country roads not far from my home two days ago, late afternoon, and I glanced to the left and saw these pretty sun rays. I especially love it when the “fingers” of the sun rays are distinctly visible. And then I have to spend a moment and take in this light show.
These days the sky always seems so much bigger and so vast than when I was younger, and you’d think I would have felt the vastness even more when I was smaller. Every day I spend some time looking at the sky….and the clouds…..and the colours…..and the endless, always changing beauty in it.
Red light fills the sky;
The usual blue water
Is painted red, too.
When I was driving along this road into town this evening, the redness of the sunset sky caught my attention…..as it often does.
This time though I also noticed the water from the pond in the background was reflecting the same shade of red. The red from the sky seemed to flow into everything on earth.
Such a lovely painting with yellow, blue, and purple hues as well…..and black tree silhouettes let the colours jump out even more!
A sunset today;
Breath-taking, and notice it’s
All new tomorrow.
This first photo was taken on March 12th….and….
….this second one was taken on March 13th.
I find it endlessly fascinating how I can be on the same highway roughly around the same hour on two subsequent days, and the sunsets are equally spectacular and also uniquely different.
Variety comes with the cloud formations and other lesser seen atmospheric factors.
And how that can change the mood of those sky paintings!
Bright orb…with halo
Suspended in the dark sky;
This winter’s moon is shining so brightly tonight! And with that halo, it also adds a feeling of spookiness.
I enjoy looking up at the sky during daylight hours for pretty clouds and sunrises and sunsets, as well as, on occasion late at night, looking at the moon and stars…..
Just now, a little after 3 a.m. I took out the garbage to the edge of the driveway (for pick-up later today), and as I was walking towards the far side of the house, I kept looking up to the sky, because tonight the moon is full and has this magnificent bright halo all around it with no clouds obscuring it from my sight. So, after putting the garbage in its spot, I ran back to the house and grabbed my camera and shot through the silhouetted black, spindly branches to capture that glowing moon orb.
What a neat effect!
Dark tree silhouettes,
White snow on the ground with the
Sky bursting alive!
This sunset occurred just a couple of evenings ago, and I only happened to notice as I was passing from one room to the next, busy with some tasks, and I glanced out the window.
What an explosion of colour! Pinks, blues, a smidge of orange, and a glimmer of the descending sun’s yellow. I immediately ran to get my camera and took some photos from the front door.
This artistic display disappeared all too quickly before darkness settled in, so I was even more glad that I happened to catch it when I did.
P.S. I’ve been working away in spits and spurts on my next post…..you’ll see why soon…..stay tuned! 🙂
Looking at the sky,
In serenity’s embrace
I breathe in deeply.
Went for a late afternoon walk on Wednesday…..figured it would do my wheezy lungs some good. It did. It has become my walk of peacefulness and appreciation. A quiet time to think or just to look around and enjoy the scenery. Sometimes it isn’t all THAT quiet…..hahaha!…..when there are oodles of cars and trucks coming through! But there were quiet spells for sure. A friend commented to me yesterday that she also enjoys her walks where she lives – she lives out in B.C. (British Columbia) and therefore…..heaven. There are beautiful mountains in B.C. so the scenery is quite spectacular. And where I am the landscape is dotted with family farms and fields and small woods. Different for sure. I wrote back to her with “I live in heaven, too. Heaven is where one is…..in one’s heart.”
I noticed that the sun was on the descent towards the horizon as I left the house, so I anticipated seeing a progression of views with the sun saying “good night.”
Here are some of those views…..
You’ll notice……there’s no snow! Although it does happen in some years, for December, around here, that’s quite unusual.
A mixture of clouds,
Held in the sky and captured
Below in the pond.
There is a dairy farm down the road from us, and throughout the summer there is a good-sized pond along the one side of the pasture field where the cows spend the majority of their time grazing.
Last week as I was walking along, it was initially the setting sun that caught my eye and then how the sky “painting” was looking equally beautiful in the pond water reflection.
There are such different clouds in the sky, too – from a large bluish one on the right and then some wispy white ones toward the left, along with some bigger whiter ones that look as if they are “painted” with strokes going almost perpendicular to the blue one. With those dark tree silhouettes, I was so impressed with this spectacular view.
Good-bye says the sun,
As she slides behind the trees.
Trailing wispy clouds.
There are those classic, much-loved sunset shots over a stretch of water, be it ocean or lake. I love them, too, But I find those other ones….behind trees, mountains, over an icy open field, for example, the oh-so-many other variations…..to draw me in every time. They are all so mesmerizing. The colour show is never the same. But it always touches my heart and soul.
Slowly in silence
In motion like a whisper –
The earth-kissing mist.
Last Friday on my evening walk, I didn’t know when I started out what beautiful views I would encounter, because it wasn’t until I reached the high point of the road that I could see signs of the approaching mist.
And I felt all excited at how the well-known views that I gaze upon so often would be magically transformed. Some of them seem like watercolour paintings. Some have a hint of spookiness with the addition of tiny plant silhouettes in the foreground. And extra beauty shines through when the colours of the darkening sky join in with this mysterious dance of the mists.
Two days ago on my walk, it seemed as if the wildflowers along the roadside were calling to me more insistently than ever before, and I found myself taking pictures…..and listening.
It felt to me like each flower called to me with its distinct vibes….and so it felt like I was offered up music. And nature has a way of charming the listener with her diversity. So, I present to you poetry of the wildflower jazz with its endless variance and free form.
Tight buds….bigger ones….opened
All there on one plant
Tiny yellow mouths
Open and close – no fire,
Gentle to the touch
Bright, cheerful faces,
Always travelling in groups.
Mini sunshine smiles!
Found low to the ground
Tiny purple clusters bloom,
Cute little bonnets
Just hanging around in groups,
Wait! Those are daisies!
Did you like the show?
Melodies, notes, and singing.
Hello from the Sky.