Tuesday, June 04, 2013

One evening during sunset

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It is almost impossible to watch a sunset and not dream.
~Bern Williams

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

sublimely indifferent to us, clouds,
so easy to assume that. Yet your photographs call forth what clouds demand from us, a questing, questioning active reverence for turbulence. These images position cloudscapes as Constable's cloud paintings did for me in London, a storm bursting where once saw only decorative wallpaper, nagging question of what we intend to do to link earth and sky,lest tie breaks

Shell Sherree said...

Glorious, Ms M. I've had a lovely time finding faces and angels in these. Hugs to you and Macie from Ella and me. x0

Katie said...

Stunning clouds! Each photo is like a mini painting, full of amazing details. Great captures!

altadenahiker said...

Oh, and that dusty, dusty pink.

Ms M said...

Anon, your poem is superb! Thank you so much xxoo

Shell: Macie and I also enjoyed looking for cloud creatures and angels in these. :-) Hugs to you and Ella.

Katie: Thank you. The sky WAS stunning and I was fortunate to be out with camera in hand.

Hiker: The dusty, dusty pink led into dusky pink, and into twilight....

dive said...

Gorgeous all round: words and pictures. You sure get some spectacular cloudscapes up there, Ms.M.

Ms M said...

Thanks, Dive. Spring seems to spawn glorious skies around here.

Petrea Burchard said...

Big Sky country. Or is that Texas? You have plenty of sky, too, and it's beautiful.

Ms M said...

Thanks, Petrea. I think Montana is "Big Sky Country". But, yes, there's plenty of sky here, as well as in Pasadena :-)

Tony Van Helsing said...

Wow, incredible clouds.

Ms M said...

Hi Tony: It was a powerful sky that night. Thanks for the kudos and for stopping by.