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el viento fresco de la mañana le pone un sombrero lenticular a la peña.
Tomada desde Las Colladinas.
Sky, Ciel, Cielo, Céu, Himmel, Cloud, Clouds, Nuvem, Nuvens, Nuvola, Nuvole, Nuage, Nuages, Wolke, Wolken - Nicolas Gues ©
The sign of a furious lightning storm. The clouds tells us, through grooves and patterns, to be careful. Mother Nature again being familiar in her parenting ways.
The weather plays around every evening - the clouds had a summit in the sky and some strange light rays scanned the landscape.
Stitched from six images.
I saw the clouds on campus and immediately went to the dorms to grab my camera and my bike. I stopped on the fastest part of the ride to snap this panorama. This view at the start pretty much determines where a ride that day!
Oh look, dramatic clouds and NOT "HDR", ha ha! As we are now starting early into our monsoon season, this dawn image seemed to have a bit of portent.
After many days of cloudy days yesterday was a beautiful day. The sky looked as if the clouds were migrating.
Cranes, Dawn Clouds. © Copyright 2018 G Dan Mitchell - all rights reserved.
A flock of sandhill cranes flies beneath dawn clouds.
When I began photographing (mostly) migratory birds in the Western United States I was largely ignorant about what I was seeing. One of my first bird photography forays was essentially an accident. I happened to run into a friend in a coffee stand line one morning and she (who is a true "birder") happened to say, more or less, "I think you might like to go visit this place I know of." Given the way I sometimes work, that serendipitous nudge was sufficient to get me to drive a few hours before dawn the following weekend to visit this place I'd never heard of before. I arrived. There were tons of birds. (And I discovered the power of the sound of the birds, too!) I had no idea what I was seeing, but I liked it and I made photographs. I was hooked.
As I started to edge over toward an active compulsion to photograph birds more seriously I began to recall a earlier hints about this world that I had ignored. One was all the way back in a college "natural science" short course, where the prof (who seemed a bit "odd" to me then) went on about snowy egrets (which I mostly ignored) and made us read Aldo Leopold's "A Sand County Almanac." I didn't fully "get" Leopold's book at the time, but it planted a seed. (Re-reading it years later I understood more fully the power of Leopold's vision and his writing, and I recommend the book.) One thing that I DID retain from reading that book was an idea that there was something special about sandhill cranes, which were among the birds that I finally discovered in the real world on that first morning when I acted on my friend's coffee line suggestion. The birds in this photograph are sandhill cranes, which seem to me increasingly to be magical birds. In fact it is their characteristic cry that is my strongest audio association with the places where wild birds are found. I photographed this group very early in the morning as their trajectory took them below the edge of dawn-tinged clouds.
G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, "California's Fall Color: A Photographer's Guide to Autumn in the Sierra" is available from Heyday Books and Amazon.
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the sunset last night last quite some time, and whilst the sun could not be seen, the sky was an intense red/ yellow where it sets and the clouds to the right of where the sun sets had the most immense light cast over them.
Taken from Emley Village looking towards Grange Moor, West Yorkshire, UK
- one with huge raindrops ~ neigh make that gigantic raindrops!
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