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The cloud was so big and reflective that it made the light appear to come from the west, during sun rise. It was pretty neat.
No spectacular mountain aerials on this trip. It was rather cloudy. These clouds are somewhere above central India on the way from Abu Dhabi to Thành phố Hồ Chí Minh.
Monday eve's clouds were so beautiful I had to pull over and do a pano of them! However, despite the gorgeous Cumulonimbus and anvils, we didn't have so much as a rumble! Too far away!
Shropshire
Taken at Merewether Beach (Newcastle, NSW; Australia) at the weekend; I found the light and stormy skies irresistible.
Hope you find the scene and image equally appealing.....
*** Looks much better Large on Black!!!! ***
This storm cloud was strangely backlit by the setting sun as it passed over the US Capitol. Not much modification to this image other than to fix a minor over exposure.
The clouds were constantly changing and creating some weird patterns. I also thought it was not cold enough for there to be ice on Lost lagoon, but I was wrong.
Hope everyone east of the Rocky mountains can survive your big blast of winter.
The Malvern Hills with clouds on the Worcestershire Beacon.
The Malvern Hills and Commons are cared for by the Malvern Hills Conservators www.malvernhills.org.uk/
This was taken the day after a storm, in the high desert, just north of Los Angeles. Clouds like this are pretty unusual in SoCal, so it gave me a a chance to use the new wide angle lens!
I hope that all of you who are traveling for the Thanksgiving holiday have a safe and smooth trip.
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The summer blue overhead
seems firmer somehow, with its passing cloud.
Here, nobody passes. It’s just us sitting here.
From Portrait of the Author by Cesare Pavese (1908 - 1950)
Winter on Australia's Surf Coast! :-)
Best & Bluest Viewed Large On Black
The Beauty of Clouds Series - #3
C.
Gioco.
C'è un gioco
Che mi riporta
Ai sogni di bambino.
Guardare le nubi passare
Indovinandone le forme.
Ecco il profilo di un gabbiano,
ad ali spiegate.
Quello invece è un drago,
lo riconosci dalla lingua di fuoco.
E più avanti,
il volto di un mago
dalla lunga barba bianca.
In quelle nubi,
in quei sogni,
in quell'attesa,
ho costruito
lentamente
un'immagine,
cristallizzandola,
che esprime
il volo libero
della mia anima.
Meraviglioso,
è riconoscerla oggi
nel profondo
dei tuoi occhi,
nella nuvola grande
tracciata dai tuoi capelli,
nelle tue mani,
che disegnano forme nuove
nel loro gioco
sfiorando la mia pelle.
Desde el "Monte San Antón" www.flickr.com/photos/oriona/7285417998/in/photostream/
There's nothing like a good old fashioned midwestern summer thunderstorm... especially dramatic from above!
“A pessimist only sees the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides and shrugs; an optimist doesn't see the clouds at all....he's walking on them.”
If you were a beautiful sound and the echoes all around
Then I'd be your harmony and we'd sing along with the crowds
Beneath the candy coated clouds of strawberry avalanche
Please crash over me
- Owl City