Horseshoe Falls at Night
My camera has a penchant for sitting in front of beautiful places on this earth… I love going along with it. Joyce tags along, too, sometimes. On our recent trip to New York, the camera and I got to tag along with her. Niagara and the surrounding area were stompin’ grounds for Joyce when she attended nearby Roberts Wesleyan College to begin her career in nursing. She decided that path because she was fascinated with how her grade school nurse cared for people, which is something that she, too, is quite good at. It’s evident in how she cares for me. I wanted to be a fighter pilot… but glasses. I have, on occasion, gotten the “fighter” part right.
Horseshoe Falls, part of the entirety of Niagara Falls, is a natural separation between America and Canada, better seen from the Canadian side. This very spot was a favorite for Joyce back in the day… or night, as it may be. I can well understand that. Though taken on a dark and stormy night (where’s Snoopy?), the brilliant lighting on the falls made the natural blue green color of the water shine through. It looks very much like a boiling cauldron with steam rising. The evident spectrum in the mist, however, makes me mindful of the Pillars of Creation, bubbles of interstellar gas and dust in the Eagle Nebula, in the Serpens constellation, for some reason. It’s difficult to get a sense of scale with this image… if you will take note of the bright green patch with evident lighting just above the falls on the lefthand side, those are full-size streetlights and full-grown trees at the overlook on the American side.
I found this, and other places along our path in the 5 days we were there, quite mesmerizing, not just in the beauty of the place, but in how these places shaped the one that I love. This picture carries a little more meaning in that respect.
Horseshoe Falls at Night
My camera has a penchant for sitting in front of beautiful places on this earth… I love going along with it. Joyce tags along, too, sometimes. On our recent trip to New York, the camera and I got to tag along with her. Niagara and the surrounding area were stompin’ grounds for Joyce when she attended nearby Roberts Wesleyan College to begin her career in nursing. She decided that path because she was fascinated with how her grade school nurse cared for people, which is something that she, too, is quite good at. It’s evident in how she cares for me. I wanted to be a fighter pilot… but glasses. I have, on occasion, gotten the “fighter” part right.
Horseshoe Falls, part of the entirety of Niagara Falls, is a natural separation between America and Canada, better seen from the Canadian side. This very spot was a favorite for Joyce back in the day… or night, as it may be. I can well understand that. Though taken on a dark and stormy night (where’s Snoopy?), the brilliant lighting on the falls made the natural blue green color of the water shine through. It looks very much like a boiling cauldron with steam rising. The evident spectrum in the mist, however, makes me mindful of the Pillars of Creation, bubbles of interstellar gas and dust in the Eagle Nebula, in the Serpens constellation, for some reason. It’s difficult to get a sense of scale with this image… if you will take note of the bright green patch with evident lighting just above the falls on the lefthand side, those are full-size streetlights and full-grown trees at the overlook on the American side.
I found this, and other places along our path in the 5 days we were there, quite mesmerizing, not just in the beauty of the place, but in how these places shaped the one that I love. This picture carries a little more meaning in that respect.