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The wind feeds on dust and rolling bushes
and on the pride of erased footprints and scattered clouds.
(Giorgio Faletti)
And yes, now we are in winter.
Today it changed abruptly in the afternoon, in half an hour and did not give us time to notice, nor to dress properly. The escape into the houses was the only alternative ....
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Twice in the last week meteorologists have predicted "wicked winds", and although this is not a precisely defined weather phenomenon, we knew what to expect. During the first event, winds of over 90 mph were reported from most weather stations in Boulder County. Yesterday was much tamer, but the winds aloft were evident in these finely sculpted lenticular clouds.
The clearest image of the series that demonstrates the power of the wind the night I took images in Julian Cal.
We are blown by the wind
Just like clouds in the sky
We don't know where we're going,
Don't know why
We just ride with the wind
And we'll drive through the rain
We don't where we'll get to
Or if we'll get back again
~ Alan Parsons
Southern most hill in the Howgills, Winder is only 473 metres (1552 ft) high, but it towers over the town of Sedbergh and makes a great view point.
Winter Wind Farm
This is one of the wind farms north of Moffat on the road to Edinburgh, another from that Saturday:)
I love the way the fresh snow is clinging to the trees but also the way that the trees almost mimic the wind turbines behind on the hillside.
Near Moffat, Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland
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Sony FE24-70mm f2.8
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Beach, Sea Isle city, NJ. Very strong winds did a wonderful job of smoothing and shaping this footprint in the sand.
"The birds are gone, The ground is white,
The winds are wild, They chill and bite;
The ground is thick with slush and sleet,
And I barely feel my feet."
Richard Wilbur ~ American Poet (1921-2017)
The transient beauty of the coast is intricately intertwined with the captivating patterns that emerge in the sand, crafted by the relentless forces of wind and wave. These natural sculptors shape the shoreline, leaving behind ephemeral masterpieces.
As the tides ebb and flow, they orchestrate a delicate dance with the sand. With each advancing wave, the water gently caresses the shore, carrying particles of sand along its journey. As the wave recedes, it relinquishes its cargo, depositing the grains in a meticulous arrangement. This cyclical process, repeated countless times, creates intricate patterns that stretch along the coastline.
The patterns left behind by the retreating tide mimic the ebb and flow of life itself. Swirling ripples, reminiscent of a miniature desert landscape, emerge as the water recedes, their graceful curves and undulating lines transforming the beach into a living work of art. The patterns are at once orderly and chaotic, with intricate geometrical formations intermingling with whimsical curves and asymmetrical shapes.
The wind, a silent artist in its own right, adds its touch to the sculpting process. As it sweeps across the coast, it whispers secrets to the sand, coaxing it to dance in its invisible embrace. The wind's gentle touch lifts fine particles from the beach, carrying them aloft in an intricate ballet. It sculpts the sand into delicate ripples, resembling the soft undulations of fabric.
The interplay between the wind and the tide results in an ever-changing landscape. The patterns shift and evolve, shaped by the combined forces of these elemental sculptors. Ripples become miniature mountains, rising and falling in a transient topography that mirrors the larger contours of the surrounding coast. Each gust of wind and every advancing or receding wave leaves its mark, etching new patterns and erasing old ones, in an eternal cycle of creation and destruction.
These ephemeral patterns serve as a reminder of the impermanence of existence and the transient nature of beauty, as each passing moment alters the landscape, erasing what once was and creating something new. The sands become a canvas for the symphony of time, a tangible reflection of the ever-changing nature of our lives.
The beauty of these fleeting patterns lies not only in their visual allure but also in the emotions they evoke. They inspire a sense of wonder and awe, inviting us to pause and appreciate the intricate designs that nature creates with such effortless grace. The patterns speak of the interconnectedness of all things, the harmonious interplay between the elements, and the constant flux that defines our existence.
In these patterns of nature, we find a profound lesson: that life, like the shifting sands, is ever-changing, and that true beauty lies not in permanence but in the appreciation of the fleeting moments that grace our journey.
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3rd Place, Pictorial, Masters Division, Berkeley Camera Club, 10/5/16 [BCC_CMP:PICT 10/5/16]
Garden Village, Burnaby, British Columbia
After the heavy rain we are receiving strong winds
Northwest winds gusting to 100 km/h.
When in the heights of majestic Himalayas, the weather changes very quickly. A shot when winds started playing and temperature started dropping rapidly.
What a great feeling to catch the change of the #wind in the morning light, walkling over the hills of #Vouliagmeni #Greece, with my camera - Can you see the wind?
Wind up for the bell alarm on a vintage clock.
Macro Monday Theme Back in the Day when the last thing
you would do before crawling into bed was set the alarm and wind it up.