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Another from Greenbooth reservoir, but from a different angle to my others. The light was dancing across the grass beautifully, as the strong summer sun burned through the morning mist :) Really happy how this one came out, it captured the feel of what was a really special summer morning, early, before anyone was around :)
So many places around this reservoir to take shots when the conditions are good, i'm lucky to be able to come here every morning :)
This week has been amazing though, absolutely no wind, allowing these reflections on what is usually wavy water :)
“I love the quietude of misty dawn before the sober sun is up... The morning songs of birds awakening in blooming garden sets my soul gently... Aroma flowers with glistening of the dew... Deep full chest breath... Shy sunbeams flickering over the tops of wisdom whispering choir of waving trees... Serenity of mind... The crystal still lagoon reflecting soft lavender sailing clouds...I step in breeze realm, close my eyes and fly with them over the miles, time and space...
~ Oksana Rus
After picking up an extra night shift at work and then celebrating Father's Day, I found myself up for 26hrs straight. When I finally got to bed, I only had 3.5 hrs to sleep before I had plans to meet some friends and drive up to Sunrise, Mt. Rainier to watch the sunrise. I almost decided I had to sleep more, but just couldn't pass up this opportunity to go to such an amazing place with my friends. Something told me I would regret it if I didn't. But while driving through darkness and intermittent city lamps it is exceptionally hard to imagine what beauty awaits in the mountains...
When we got there the horizon had just begun to glow fiery reds and oranges behind a sea of blue mountain tops. Mt. Rainier towered over us, so close you feel as though you could reach out and touch it. As the sun progressed over the horizon Mt. Rainier blushed at the touch of its light and for a moment everything felt still, as mountain and sun reunited.
As the morning light shifted to gold the land seemed to wake up. The sleepy wildflowers showed off their colors once again, while butterflies sunned themselves and chipmunks scurried about their business in the trees. The birds sang their morning songs and deer grazed in the meadows. It felt like the physical manifestation of peace.
We had no specific plans, so we headed down a trail that sounded nice and found ourselves at a lake just as the sun crested the trees, where we relished the enchanting reflections in the water. Seeing another trail that headed up and around a ridge we followed it with the hope of some up close views of Mt. Rainier. We were not disappointed. The whole mountain and valley lay sprawled at our feet. I could write a book on what I saw and felt.
This morning walk through meadows and mountains rejuvenated and renewed my spirit. It makes me so happy just to know places like this exist, even if I can only visit them.
And to think I almost chose to sleep a few hours more instead!
A 12 shot pano for this image creation. Taken at Merced National Wildlife Refuge.
I was with Pat and Sylvia. We got distracted looking at birds in the sky and missed the entrance to the Refuge. We barely made it in time for the morning bird migration. In fact we had to stop to start getting shots. We walked in a few hundred feet and turned to see this tree reflecting in the misty water. If we had been on time, we may not have seen this.
Morning cup waiting for the first pour of the day...... :) It's on a bamboo table with a glass top.......... nearby indoor tree provided some shadows.
“Morning Dunes” — Death Valley sand dnes in early moorning light.
On my late-February visit to Death Valley I only photographed the dunes on one morning. The dunes are a wonderful subject, but there are lots of other things to see and photograph in this park, and photographing those subjects didn’t leave me much time for the dunes. But it would seem wrong not to visit them at least once! I arrived well before sunrise, loaded up a pack, and walked out in the dim pre-dawn light to look for a good spot to use as a my vantage point.
Eventually I climbed to the top of a long dune that provided open views in almost every direction. There are lots of ways to photograph dunes, but on this morning I went with a very long telephoto that allowed me to focus in on distant subjects and still fill the frame. I noticed the overlapping curves on this tall dune as soon as I arrived, and I photographed it several times as the light transitioned from the soft, blue predawn light, through increasingly directional light as sunrise approached, to the intense light just after sunrise.
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” (Heyday Books) is available directly from him.
With its wings spread this Brown Pelican makes its way over the bay near Fort Pickens in Florida during the morning.
Brush Bagnall 901 brings a rake of mixed steel, mostly coils, out of the works at Port Talbot to Margam yard.
Lovely morning light but the forecast rain showers have already started.
The scene looks fairly normal, but the last of the operational blast furnaces will be shut down at the end of September 2024. Thousands of redundancies will happen and the plant will have to function from imported steel until a new electric arc furnace is built.
From being one of Europe's most modern and efficient steelworks to losing a reported £1 million pounds a day it is sad to see the decline of a works that has existed here for over a hundred years.
Barred Owl with a catch on a cold winter morning. As I stood well back watching from a distance it was interesting how cautious the owl was constantly looking side to side and behind as it slowly consumed the meal.
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Winter Wetlands, Morning. Sacramento Valley, California. January 8, 2016. © Copyright 2016 G Dan Mitchell - all rights reserved.
Flooded Sacramento Valley wetlands in the early morning
While I tell myself that I go to places like this to photograph birds, the truth is that little spots like this one may be more my target. Imagine waking many hours before dawn, and against your instincts starting to move quickly and efficiently to arise, make breakfast, fix lunch, brew coffee, and load a car. Then drive many hours in the dark, radio playing, as the invisible landscape slides past and the world consists mostly of what I see in the headlight beams. Getting close to my destination the sky begins to glow a bit, but I'm still driving, in the world of a noisy car and freeway speeds.
Finally I leave the freeway and drive a relatively short distance to my Central Valley destination. My first stop is still all business — arriving, I park and change into cold weather clothing and set up camera and lenses and get back in the car. I start out on some gravel road around the area I've chosen to photograph, though the sun has yet to rise, and I'm focused on finding birds to photograph. A bit later I finally begin to slow down, and with the car windows rolled down in the cold morning air I stop and turn the motor off and sit next to a place like this one and everything is finally still.
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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Morning sun in Washington Park, Albany, NY. Zero degrees with a wind chill of about 5 below.
Nice in lightbox, I think, press L.