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The eternity of time and the vastness of space dwarfing all, making everything seem so puny, so insignificant. So, when you're felling egotistic, just look up at the sky and be humbled.
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Water and Clouds.
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Morning opens, sun does rise
Patterned clouds, fill the skies
Stretching out from the East
Eyes look up and they feast
On the beauty, above the land
Spread over the skies, by creations hand
This will be the last of my cloud pictures from the other night on Suisun Marsh. It was a moment to remember.
The view from top of Mount Matanna. I was there to shot Orion and do a startrail, but in literally 5 minutes the sky got very cloudy :P
Shot with Samyang 14mm f2.8.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
---Rabindranath Tagore---
‘Beware the Blackthorn Winter’ is a country saying about a spell of cold weather in early April which often coincides with the blossoming of the blackthorn (Prunus Spinosa). The pure white of the blackthorn blossom matches the snow or hoar frost covering the fields nearby and almost invariably bitter north easterly winds. The longer days and sun gaining strength at this time of year often give a spell of warmer weather - but then the Blackthorn Winter comes along and reminds us it’s not quite summer yet. Statistically, we are more likely to have snow at Easter than at Christmas.
A Blackthorn Winter can be described as the opposite of an Indian summer.
Blackthorn white blossoms appear before the leaves, creating a contrast against the dark smooth thorny branches. The blackthorn flowers eventually become purple sloes, ripening in autumn and harvested traditionally in October or November, after the first frosts, and used to make a Sloe gin liqueur.