It was after 10:00 when the storm passed. Light still filtered through at the northwestern horizon, on the 49th parallel ~ Orcas Island, WA ~ USA.
It was after 10:00 when the storm passed. Light still filtered through at the northwestern horizon, on the 49th parallel ~ Orcas Island, WA ~ USA.
This week’s photo challenge is to show nocturnal photos we like taking. No picture perfect images expected here! Quite the opposite, as light and the lack of it, is what creates the sometimes eerie, shadowy, dark or blurry images one captures at night — or almost night.
River Otter leaving its den for some twilight fishing.
Oh! This lush hue that spans the wheel from just about yellow, to almost red; such vibrant tones — all of them orange.
For over ten years, when Creighton and I took our summer vacation on Orcas Island, bicycling on all of the islands was our primary activity. Cycling from Beach Haven, to Moran State Park (9 miles) then up Mt. Constitution, and back to the cabin, became a yearly adventure. At 2,409 feet, Mt. Constitution is the highest point in the San Juan Islands. The road to the summit is 4.7, narrow miles of switchbacks, a true challenge with ten speed bicycles.
Half way up there is a large turn out where we would reconnect and rest. Creighton snapped the photo of me as I approached the false summit in 1988. The two photos beside it give a sense of the terrain and the view. At the top, I was pretty pleased, and the weather provided fantastic views of Mt. Baker, the surrounding islands, the Olympics and Canada.
Clouds are weather harbingers. On this cool July morning at Crescent Lake, Oregon, with fishing lines in the water, I looked up to see this lovely cloud formation. With no other clouds around, it drifted and faded into a clear blue sky and a hot summer day.
Altocumulus undulatus
In the 1990’s my husband and I began making wine. Living close to the vineyards of Yamhill, Oregon, we bought grapes in bulk and processed them through a hand-cranked stemmer-crusher. Red wines are crushed, fermented and then pressed, while white wines are pressed right after being crushed, and then fermented. These photos are of a Pinot Gris crush, when my family joined in to help.
As we aged, and the price of good wine lowered, while the price of good grapes skyrocketed, we sold the equipment and turned our energies to other activities. What fun it was though, on those cold October days when we’d get the call – time for harvest!
This is a collage of various gardens in my yard. It is about a quarter acre lot, and when we built, we asked that as many trees as possible be left standing. Thirty years later, I have landscaped every nook and cranny. The front yard is mostly sun all day, the back is shade, with a few hours of light here and there. It has been quite a learning experience for me to find a variety of plants that thrive in zone 7, sometimes in total shade!