280/365: pink clouds over Crex Meadows
Photographs of sunsets are certainly ubiquitous. But, sometimes, the sight is so unbelievably beautiful, I can’t resist. True, there were sandhill cranes clucking all around, but in this one moment, the swirly pink clouds had me spellbound.
A spectacular sunset on a rare evening boat ride. Water and sky meeting in benevolent flames.
The world is just dripping with jaw-dropping wonder.
#extraordinaryeveryday
211/365: sunset, reeds, and ripples
Simply magical sky the other night. Not the kind that stops traffic. But it should.
204/365: peach-colored sky
From my house, I never get a clear view of the sky. But, at least the main obstructions are branches. And when the sky glows pink, I can see the color which is the essential part of the sunset anyway.
127/365: pink sunset
…smile because it happened.
– for Jim
74/365: sunset
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened” is variously attributed to Dr. Seuss and Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
As we say good bye to Brad’s uncle Jim today we celebrate because he happened.
This is my favorite kind of image – something mundane turned mesmerizing through the lens and the mind’s eye. It has all kinds of beautiful suggestion and also works on a totally abstract level. I keep thinking that it looks like amber in a re-animated, liquid form. And I imagine all those imprioned insects stretching and wriggling their legs after so many petrified eons…
sunshine on the water (looks so lovely, sunshine almost always gets me high)
Each fall, we journey to Crex Meadows Wildlife Area to witness the sandhill crane migration. The birds return to the marsh near dusk, and disappear into the reeds in a chorus of soft, rattling calls. This year, though, the sunset nearly stole the show.
crex meadow sunset
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