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Green to yellow to orange to hot pink.... this one lives in the details so best in large size and even better on black in slideshow....
Overlapping Transitions.
Interpretazioni psicodinamiche psicoanalisi metabolica conflitti psichici prove inconsistenti lotte secondarie scandagliare profondità cardini vari,
лаконічні анекдоти бризки очей розмови слідували за льотністю розуми грабували наміри запаморочливі мови вивчаючи діалоги заспокійливі лікарі,
émotions plaisirs anticiper les réponses impuissants eux-mêmes fou ennemi juré biographe moderne détails administratifs purulentes folie,
coinníollacha níos measa nótaí neamh-chomhsheasmhacha línte coimhthithe cumas tromchúiseach cumhachtaí rialála cumhachtaí ag cruthú orduithe comhfhiosacha droch-ionchais ionchais uafásacha,
άδειες φλύκταινες ζηλοτυπίες μανία ευρύτερη πολιτική καθυστέρηση τακτικές απλότητα υποβληθείσα θεωρία αλλαγές θραύσματα θράσος αυξανόμενες συνομιλίες παραπλάνησε τις επιφυλάξεις της αρχής απεχθάνονταν χειριστήρια πακέτου,
却下された文書正式な君主のヒントは、危険なエンジンの反対運動が恐れを開発していることを説明します絶対的な失敗.
Steve.D.Hammond.
...sometimes I wonder why we don't see all these colors all day!
May be if we did, we wouldn't know how to appreciate the miracles of our lives.
Summer colours turn to autumnal hues as the mist rolls over the Exmoor fells just after sunrise on a September morning
For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed; the earth is always shifting, the light is always changing, the sea does not cease to grind down rock. Generations do not cease to be born, and we are responsible to them because we are the only witnesses they have. The sea rises, the light fails, lovers cling to each other, and children cling to us. The moment we cease to hold each other, the sea engulfs us and the light goes out.
JAMES BALDWIN
The badlands of the north unit of Theodore National Park last night succumbed to the shadows without dramatics as the overcast gave way to breaks in the clouds that arrived a wee bit too late to do more than tease the undulations of the landscape. The transition to the winter months has begun for the temperature dropped throughout the afternoon, flirting with 40 F as I shot this in the chilly wind. The recent high winds and a couple of freezes are evident in the fall colors, for the leaves are certainly past their peak and many are stripped from the trees. (10-15-2022)
I shot very little yesterday on my jaunt from Williston, North Dakota down to Sidney, Montana, followed by some exploration in the Little Missouri National Grasslands that surround the ranches and oilfield to the north and northwest of the park. Most of the day was a steely overcast but, as always, I tried to make the best of shooting in such conditions. Sometimes it works, sometimes not so much.
The Edge of the Lake - LINCOLNOSE2®2009
Note: Pic courtesy of pym_meng www.flickr.com/people/pym_meng/ for his 1022 :)
This was shot two days before the full Super Moon at sunset.
Unfortunately I didn't had the chance to photograph the full moon due to the bad weather, but I think this one came out pretty good.
Location: Salassa, Piedmont, Italy
Canon EOS 60D with Sigma 150-600mm f/5-6.3, stack of 2 frames to reduce noise
Now unused signal lines along the Union Pacific line at Green River as SP transitions from wired control to the new Positive Train Control (PTC) system.
Happy Telegraph Tuesday!
Last light of the day at Peterson Road crossing on Union Pacific's Adams Sub as day transforms into night.
In life we all transition more than we realize until we reach the final transition in this existence.
As the temperature tops 100F, here's an image of a cooler time. It was a lonely, cold mile-long walk to reach this tree. The visit was worthwhile as my next trip to the site would find the tree fallen to the force of the ice.
Marriage in two days! ;-)
Downtown Los Angeles skyline as it transitions through sunset.
4 shots taken about 10 minutes apart, starting 10 minutes before sunset, blended together in Photoshop
Eastern Sierra, California
A copse of aspens is going through the autumn transition from green to yellow.
the world is a circle without a beginning and nobody knows where it really ends
everything depends on where we are on the circle
that's spinning around
-Hal David-
PLEASE DO NOT POST GROUP BANNERS!
From a couple weeks ago up at Paradise, what may have been the first significant dusting of snow of the season (or not). Whatever the case, this was among the most epic atmospheric conditions I've ever seen, let alone shot in. Light was filtering in and out of the clouds, the red of the remaining huckleberry cast a faint magenta hue on the clouds and the low angle sun lent a bit of a yellow glow to the sky.
I was fortunate to have a day off from work today; my boss is a bit of a soft touch! The plan was to walk out to Hilbre Island for sunrise. Now sunrise at this time of year is at a reasonably sociable time however getting to the island for sunrise still meant getting out of bed earlier than a workday, strange how that can feel acceptible when you don't have to go in for work.
I had checked the cloud cover, weather radar, tide times but I hadn't noticed the wind speed! I now understand what those grimy buildings that get sandblasted feel like. I think my face lost 3 layers of epidermis within 5 minutes although on the positive side far cheaper than those expensive facial peels that I wouldn't know about.
So, quick change of plan and a slighlty more sheltered venue at Red Rocks. This is an area of sand dunes and reedbeds at the mouth of the Dee Estuary and is an important breeding site for natterjack toads, so with my history, it's obviously a bit of a magnet, sadly none were seen today, so no amphibious hallucinogenics for me today!
So, the image, yes it's sand and a progression from the water, rocks and ****, after all it's that you have left after the water has done it's business, and you'll be thrilled to know this is the first in a series 'Studies in sand'.
That may sound extremely tedious but is it only me that finds it fascinating how all the perfect ripples and undulations are created by the simple movement of water; ok, so it's only me.
And your music choice this evening: This is a great track and I love the video and the lyrics. I'm sure I wasn't a test tube baby, but I'm not sure how many people 'get me'. Reading all my nonsense, it's not really surprising.