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Onset of Storm Barbara; heavy rain and winds gusting to 70mph.
Hatches are all battened down...
South Carrick
SW Scotland
WINTER: 21 December, 2016 - 19 March, 2017
The onset of dusk.
Open blue sky, clouds, sunset lighting, pasture, a highway, and gravel road... recipe for a typical rural Midwest scene.
Rush hour out here.
Barnes County, North Dakota
June 2021
I spent this week in Wales and had the opportunity to get out before sunrise a couple of times - not easy with young children! I have been working on my water/slow shutter speed techniques and The Brecon Beacon National Park is a perfect place to perfect one's skills. There are abundant rivers and waterfalls a plenty.
The Waterfall at Pont-rhyd-goch is a small less known waterfall but not far from Brecon, where I'm staying. The weather was overcast so heading down into the valleys made a lot more sense than mountain landscapes. I arrived just before sunrise and walked down through the rain. However, the rain stopped just after sunrise and for a brief moment the rising sun brightened up the rocks just in-front of the falls, the forest was green but slowly turning with the onset of Autumn and Winter.
This picture made the trip very worth while. The autumn leaves warm up the scene and the colour adds some interest. It was dark under the foliage so I had to increase the ISO but I don't think it detracts from the overall composition.
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The sun sets over Cody peak and the North Fork of the Shoshone River in Shoshone National Forest near Sleeping Giant Ski Area, Wyoming.
As the day ends and the sun is about to set at the onset of blue hour, a speedboat rides across the waterways of the Straits of Johor, with Johor's Forest City in the distant background.
Photos taken yesterday and today at Reumannplatz in Favoriten, the 10th district of Vienna
In the background you can see the Amalienbad, a beautiful indoor swimming pool from the time of Red Vienna (it was completed in 1926). The Christmas tree, indicating the beginning of the pre-Christmas season, stands rather lonely due to the simultaneous lockdown.
Und nun? Bleibt's herbstlich - oder kommt der Winter? Die Natur hat sich noch nicht entschieden...zumindest noch nicht rund um Pirna. Beim Blick vom Rauenstein in der Sächsischen Schweiz hat ein erster kleiner Wintereinbruch hat die Felder mit einem dünnen Schleier von Schnee bedeckt, während die Bäume noch in den schänsten Herbstfarben leuchten.
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View from the Rauenstein in Saxon Switzerland: a first small onset of winter has covered the fields with a thin veil of snow, while the trees are still glowing in the most beautiful autumn colors.
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*Wintereinbruch im Buchenwald*
There has been some snow here since yesterday morning and has certainly surprised the last beech trees that still had their autumn leaves.
Seit gestern Morgen liegt hier etwas Schnee und hat sicherlich die letzten noch belaubten Buchen im Wald überrascht.
Redondela Cesantes Se aprecia un día claro pero invernal como se ve en los campo FRIO FRIO panorama de mara montaña campos y el empiezo del invierno.
Redondela Cesantes A clear but wintry day as seen in the fields FRIO FRIO FRIO panorama of mara mountain fields and the onset of winter.
Before the onset of summer, the camels are de-haired to keep them clean and comfortable. Camels enjoy this process and gurgle when content and happy.
Onset of lowtide as seen from the Waddijk. The Waddenzee falls dry twice a day when thousands of birds are foraging for food.
Es war sehr kalt, aber der Abend war sehr schön und ruhig am Kochelsee. Ich habe versucht die einsetzenden Abenddämmerung einzufangen. Der Himmel glüht in einem warmen Farbverlauf von tiefem Orange bis hin zu einem samtigen Dunkelblau, während die letzten Sonnenstrahlen die Silhouetten der umliegenden Berge sanft konturieren.
Die glatte Wasseroberfläche des Sees reflektiert die Szenerie mit bemerkenswerter Klarheit, wodurch die Landschaft scheinbar doppelt erscheint – als ob Himmel und Erde sich in perfekter Symmetrie begegnen. Die kahlen Bäume am Ufer fügen eine ruhige Eleganz hinzu, ihre Äste zeichnen feine Linien in den dunkler werdenden Himmel und verdoppeln sich in den Reflexionen des Wassers.
Eine leichte Dunstschicht schwebt über der Wasserfläche, fängt das schwindende Licht ein und verstärkt die geheimnisvolle Atmosphäre. Die Stille des Moments wird greifbar, fast als hielte die Welt den Atem an, um diesen Übergang zwischen Tag und Nacht zu würdigen.
„Lichtspiele der Dämmerung“ zeigt den Kochelsee in einem Moment zeitloser Schönheit – eine Hommage an die vergängliche, aber kraftvolle Ästhetik der Natur.
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It was very cold, but the evening was very beautiful and quiet at Kochelsee. I tried to capture the onset of dusk. The sky glows with a warm color gradient from deep orange to a velvety dark blue, while the last rays of sunlight gently outline the silhouettes of the surrounding mountains.
The smooth surface of the lake reflects the scenery with remarkable clarity, making the landscape appear doubled - as if heaven and earth meet in perfect symmetry. The bare trees on the shore add a quiet elegance, their branches drawing fine lines in the darkening sky and doubling in the reflections of the water.
A light layer of haze hovers over the surface of the water, capturing the fading light and enhancing the mysterious atmosphere. The stillness of the moment becomes tangible, almost as if the world is holding its breath to appreciate this transition between day and night.
“Lichtspiele der Dämmerung” shows the Kochelsee in a moment of timeless beauty - a tribute to the transient but powerful aesthetics of nature.
Ferenberg-Bantigen BE
Schweiz
2024
Olympus XA4 macro, Zuiko 3,5/28 mm
Eastman Double-X 5222, Kodak D-76 (1+1)
Print onto Adox Variotone, Moersch ECO 4812
Selen MT 1, 1+9, 45 sec
bleached with Hexacyanoferrat/Kaliumbromid 1+49, 20 sec
Variotoner MT 3 (50+150+800)
This is the last remaining structure in the ghost town of Glenbow Village. The former school house has been relocated and is now a residence. There are many foundations in the vicinity from when this settlement was active. It had started as a stone quarry, which generated the sandstone for several Alberta buildings, include the Legislature Building. When the quarry closed, they tried operating a brickwork here, but that ended with the onset of World War I. By 1927 nobody lived here anymore...
At the onset of blue hour, C39-8 #1032 emerges from the towering rock walls of the high Andes, flying high over the trestle at Inferno. The FCCA climbs almost 16,000 feet between the port of Callao and the summit at Galera, passing through countless switchbacks and tunnels, and over several majestic trestles.
We are at approximately 11,000 feet (3,350m) here at Inferno, but the biggest hazard is not the high elevation nor is it the treacherous climbs to the shots…rather it is the completely unhinged, chaotic, lawless, and often lethal highway that parallels the mainline. Up-grade, slow, overloaded, unregulated semis meet down-grade, aggressive, and often erratic counterparts on narrow roads, all the while cars, motorbikes, and buses alike zip in and out, often flipping into opposing traffic with reckless impulse, and at the narrowest of margins. Turning a bend to find a wrong-way semi barreling down at you is commonplace and often involves a split-second swerve (hopefully not over the cliff) into the shoulder (if it exists) or opposing lane (if empty), all at dizzying heights. We came within inches of our life multiple times. We saw the aftermath of several gruesome and fatal collisions. Navigating Peru’s mountain highways are not for the faint of heart and by God’s grace, we made it out alive.