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The prediction was that pearlescent clouds would be visible on Christmas Eve, but unfortunately too much and too thick clouds, so no pearlescent clouds.
De voorspelling was dat er parelmoerwolken zichtbaar zouden zijn op Kerst avond, maar helaas iets te veel en te dikke bewolking, dus geen parelmoerwolken.
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that's something you can google. sadly, in our town, it applies to great ideas for renovating failed sites which, in the end, fail themselves. we're still waiting for this one to live up to promise. the red paint is a start and we do like the grazing goats. but where are the creemies?
The predictions for a dry winter didn't pan out. We hope this will prevent more forest fires this summer. This peak lies above and outside Ski Santa Fe boundaries. 12,404ft, taken at about 11,700 from across the cirque.
On my fifth day the weather predictions for coming days were awful and I decided to go into the direction of Roros (and later Trondheim), but first I drove along the E27 because it was said to be very scenic. I think that might be true, but with all the rain and darkness, I probably missed the most.
This amazingly beautiful viewpoint was spoiled (in a way), because with sun this is truly spectacular (www.nasjonaleturistveger.no/en/routes/rondane), and it crossed my mind many times I should go back if the weather in Norway turned better and I was around. Unfortunately it didn't so one good excuse to go back!
Norway, a stunningly beautiful country. Around every corner a chance for a scenic image, forcing me from time to time to stop every kilometer to get out of my car, sometimes with screeching brakes, and sometimes forcing me to curse because there was no place to stop.
Lovely valleys, bare mountains and cold winds, snow packs, glaciers, beautiful lakes, and then there are the enchanting fjords that never stop to amaze. The most beautiful country of Europe, for me no doubt about that, with only one minor aspect, which is the weather. During my month of traveling I only had 4 really nice days, the rest of the time clouds, rain, and very changeable! Still no regret, and I will go back to make even more than the 3500 pictures that I took this time.
Another very active vacation that took me to the south west up to Trondheim in a sort of triangle between Oslo- trondheim and Bergen with the whole route visible here (www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10153668247101759&set...).
I’d like to dedicate this shot to a good friend of mine William McIntosh. I have spent the last 4 months shooting as much as I can with Bill and trying to gleen info from him about his weather prediction skills and gain some insight about his frame of mind about photography. He is a master of weather prediction IMHO and I have always admired his tenacity which has netted him some absolutely fantastic captures from Yosemite National Park and the Pacific Northwest. Bill contacted me during the week to see if I was up for a Banzai run to Yosemite Valley as he was predicting a passage in the storm which would provide a high probability of misty/snowy conditions like seen in many of his postings from there. Of course Bill was right on the money as was shown from some of the webcams provided there. But unfortunately I had to decline as I was starting to get sick with the Flu and didn’t want to drag him down with me. Today he contacted me again to see if I was up for some shooting at Corona Del Mar but I was still trying to fight off the Flu and as painful as it was had to opt out again. Later, today, as I was digging through my folder of processed photos I found this shot and the pain of declination returned. Sorry Bill, I was more worried about getting you sick then worsening my own condition. LOL. Thanks for the invite my friend and hope you had a great day at CDM. If you would like to see William’s amazing photography, you can visit his stream here.
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Tale of the Take…
This is a side view of the arch found at Corona Del Mar, If you wanted to get a full view through the arch you would need to scramble along the cliffsides base there at a specific tide level, I say specific because if you time it incorrectly you wouldn’t drown but you would have to spend a long, cold night on the rocks or call the Coast Guard to come “fish” you out which carries along an $800 dollar or better rescue charge. I’m still hoping that Bill will show me the specifics of entering here at a time that would be safe to enter and exit during the sunset. See what I mean about his tenacity. :)
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Prediction of rain will not hurt these beautiful Forget Me Nots so “Let It Rain”. It’s the middle of April so we expect rain most any day. These present such a soft touch to a garden. Thanks for viewing my work. The rains will not effect Gratitude and Kindness. Enjoy your Spring.
“Prediction, not narration, is the real test of our understanding of the world.”
― Nassim Nicholas Taleb, The Black Swan
Seems like just a few weeks since I set out this Halloween decoration in my side yard. Not visible from the street, it was one of those things I did more for myself. I just liked the way it made me feel to encounter this eerie specter when I walked back by the edge of the forest. More than once it startled me as I had completely forgotten about it. Over time it had weathered to the point where it totally blended in with its surroundings. A very organic look that suits my mentality much more than the highly contrived decorations commonly associated with holidays.
If Halloween marks the onset of the dark phase of the year in the northern hemisphere, Groundhog Day certainly delineates the return of brightening. The actual groundhog 'prediction' is meaningless to me. It's really just a time marker; a waypoint on the journey of life. Day length is increasing noticeably. Springtime is roaring upon us just as rapidly as Halloween is receding. I suppose it's time to take down this celebration of darkness and begin to embrace the light. Then again I might just let it go for another week or two.
I had special permission to go shooting, I knew light would be special, there was many layers of clouds(I could see). Also, the web site prediction was showing RED on us. This is it, I was starting to think I would never see again those special ray of light !!!
A friend of mine, who also happens to be a former colleague, celebrates her birthday today. A few months back, she left her high-paying but highly stressful job (these always go hand-in-hand, don't they?) to focus on family and things that she really wants to do. It's a story I'm so familiar with.
And so today's photo is for her and for the many others who seek new beginnings, better life choices, and more hopefulness in this generally unpredictable world... myself, included.
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I fled to Trondheim because of the weather predictions, and although it was not that bad, I spend two days strolling around in dull grey weather. BTW Trondheim is a nice city with an old center, and very nice places to discover. At the end of a long day (the 7th) I went back to my campsite, a little disappointed, and when I had dinner suddenly the sky opened! I realized I had to go back because the spot in this picture should look great with the sun out. The clouds here are a bonus.
Although I was very eager to see them ASAP, I decided back home in Holland not to speed towards the coast on my first day because weather predictions weren't good for a while. So I took the detour of which you have seen a few shots already. Trondheim fjord is not the classic fjord shot, but this is a rather nice view, and I was lucky the sky opened a little bit before closing again. It's Norway.
Norway, a stunningly beautiful country. Around every corner a chance for a scenic image, forcing me from time to time to stop every kilometer to get out of my car, sometimes with screeching brakes, and sometimes forcing me to curse because there was no place to stop.
Lovely valleys, bare mountains and cold winds, snow packs, glaciers, beautiful lakes, and then there are the enchanting fjords that never stop to amaze. The most beautiful country of Europe, for me no doubt about that, with only one minor aspect, which is the weather. During my month of traveling I only had 4 really nice days, the rest of the time clouds, rain, and very changeable! Still no regret, and I will go back to make even more than the 3500 pictures that I took this time.
Another very active vacation that took me to the south west up to Trondheim in a sort of triangle between Oslo- trondheim and Bergen with the whole route visible here (www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10153668247101759&set...).
With predictions of the "storm of a generation" and a "bombogenesis" snowstorm for much of North America - for us directly, its a flash freeze, up to 100 km winds, and blizzard warnings, I'm mindful of all the people making plans to visit family over the Holidays. Please be careful! We've done more than our share of traveling over the years but this time, I'm grateful to be staying home. To all my Flickr friends, I sincerely hope you have a wonderful and safe Christmas!
Predictions for this day were snow on the Veluwe...
After a long expedition we arrived at the Veluwe near Doornspijk...
I have a decent camera but it wasn't able to notice the snow...
I see bright colours after five dull days, So, today is gonna be a lovely day. That's my prediction !. But, I heard people say "You can't predict English weather."
For the past several weeks, Skyfire (the sunset prediction app you can purchase which works in conjunction with The Photographer's Ephemeris) has been striking out on a fairly consistent basis. For multiple weeks the app gave a prediction rating of 80% or higher for both sunrise and sunset here in Orange County only to have skies clear out at game time. My buddy Eric and I have taken to calling the app "Sky Liar" which seems like a much more a propos title for this service.
To be fair, Sunsetwx has also struck out on a number of occasions, but has been doing better than Skyliar. I should probably point out that I seldom head out for a shoot based strictly on these two apps. I almost always pull up the NOAA satellite imagery on the NWS website and have a quick look at the animation before setting off...just to make sure the folks behind Sky Liar aren't on crack.
But on this particular night, Sky Liar gave Corona Del Mar a 90 percent and Sunsetwx confirmed the prediction. For the first 40 minutes, I was pretty sure I was about to get skunked again, but suddenly I saw a bit of pink begin to glow in the West. 10 minutes later, the entire sky lit up and I set about trying to be in 10 places at once.
Add to that the fact that I caught it on a night when the tide was between 3-4 feet and it was a good night all around. Just when I was thinking I was the only one crazy enough to plow through waist high surf on my way out there, I ran into Joseph Chu who, as it turned out, was just as determined as I was to get a shot from Arch Rock during medium tide. I still haven't worked up the nerve to try that hike during a 5 foot tide or more...but maybe it's time to buy a kayak. :)
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Weather predictions for southern Australian states this weekend are for an icy blast with lots of snow in the high country and some helpful rain for farmers who have been in a significant drought. Let's hope what would be fairly normal at times during winter in fact occurs. Skiers and alpine resorts will be happy too.
We had a Snowy fall this morning as well at the back of our place when in the middle of Galah breakfast, a flock of 18 Sulphur Crested Cockatoos arrived with a massive combined screeching and settled all around. Well, with that noise the Galahs all took off and haven't been back. If neighbours were not awake, they soon would have been but except for 1-2 occasionally, we don't feed the Sulphurs although we love them to bits.
Here are a few of them. It was a rush to grab a camera and get this image before they all headed off. For those who see our occasional bird shots, you will know that we call the ones who do get a few seeds Snowy I and Snowy II.
Note the one with its beautiful sulphur or lemon crest raised!
I was going to use this decaying railroad bridge in Wesport, Co. Mayo as a counterpoint to the popular song referenced in the title...until I did more research on the rail line, opened in 1894....
Taken from the website "Westontrack.com" about the spur line from Westport to Achill Island:
How useful it would be for the droves of seasonal labourers who made the annual trek from Achill to Scotland or England to have the train to bring them directly to Westport instead of having to go by boat in order to board the ship for Glasgow. Little notice was given to the dire predictions of the old people that the first train to Achill would bring a cargo of bodies, as would the last.
The year the railroad was due to be completed, the seasonal labourers prepared as usual for their trip to Scotland. There was disappointment that the first train would not be running for another week but they could not afford to wait. They would have to go, as always, by boat to Westport.
More than one hundred men and women left the island by boat en route to Westport. All went well until they approached Westport Quay. The Glasgow ship was waiting offshore for a tide to bring her in and as one of the Achill boats passed, most of those aboard rushed to that side to get a look at the big ship. Unfortunately, a sudden gust of wind blew up and sent the sail flying to the same side as where the crowd was standing. The combined weight of the sail and the people quickly turned the boat on its side.
Thirty-four people perished but all the bodies were recovered. They were taken ashore at Westport and placed in coffins prior to being brought back to Achill.
It was then decided that the best way to bring home the remains would be to complete the remaining short piece of the railway and to take them by train. This was done and the train brought them home, the first cargo brought by train to Achill, and proof enough to the islanders that there was more to the prophecy than superstition.
The years passed and the trains came and went from Achill to Westport with the rail company doing great business for many years. But times changed and in 1937 it was decided that the railway would have to close.
Calamitous news reached Achill in September of that year. Ten young islanders had been burnt to ashes in Scotland, when they were trapped in a fire in the house where they had been staying. Their remains were brought home and a special train brought them from Dublin to Achill, the last special train ever to serve the island. Not surprisingly, many local people now remarked that the prophecy should have been heeded, as it had been clearly shown to be true, and not the word of some witless old hag.