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The end of a fine day. Looked up and these clouds, turned pink by the setting sun, are just floating by. I was hoping that some familiar object would take shape, but it was not to be.
Sometimes, when there is a touch of Narnia in the air, the wind is still, the water is quiet and the clouds come down to float on the lake.
Working incredibly hard these days, but did manage to grab the Nikon and run outside just after dawn for this one.
Nacreous clouds or PSCs (polar stratospheric clouds) are 9 - 16 miles high, well above ordinary tropospheric ones. In a rare display over England these ones blazed bright in the late twilight, lit by the remaining high altitude sunlight. At lower left is a bank of much lower 'ordinary' tropospheric cloud.
The brightly coloured clouds are tiny ice crystals that diffract light to give their colour. They are embedded in less bright clouds containing nitric and nitrous acid droplets - these ones destroy stratospheric ozone. www.atoptics.co.uk/highsky/nacr1.htm
Sunset reflected in the clouds over a hilltop near Aix-en-Provence, France. For 2016: one photo each day (284/366)
“Everything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.”
― Pablo Neruda
After tea it's back to painting - a large poplar at dusk with a gathering storm. From time to time instead of this evening painting session I go bowling in one of the neighbouring villages, but not very often.---Gustav Klimt
I love the stormy skies, the cloud textures and the slight threat of walking under a gathering storm...
A stormy evening in the park
Happy Fence Friday!
Just some clouds I saw at Deal today which I thought looked quite cool. Might be worth a look in large if you have the time.
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The Posto Florestal Fanal on Madeira island. When the clouds are creeping into this little laurel forest, the atmosphere is unbelivable.
Sunrise lights the clouds above an Appalachian ridge line.
From a walk this morning - had to hurry home as I had not realised the bitter nature of the wind that was here and had not gone out suitably attired!