When I stepped outside today I could not believe my eyes. Where did that beautiful light come from?
Maybe I should not have been surprised, because on Thanksgiving morning, at the intersection of Hammond and Scare Pond, this is what I saw. A perfect balance of soft fading colors from land to sky, embraced by barely naked trees.
But today was wrapped in an even more magical web that I walked into as soon as I had closed the door of the house behind me. After the initial feeling of awe had passed I turned around and faced the following amazing scene. I am facing in the direction of the home and property of Lloyd and Emily Hammond, which is, by the way, for sale, all 90+ acres of it. Looking at the rising 'fog', I wondered whether Lloyd was firing up his wood furnace and the warm weather had caused an inversion of the smoke as the outside temperature was almost in the mid fifties.
Fog or smoke, not a bad way to start the day. It made me feel good about my recent decision to keep that Canon PowerShot S95 camera with me during the work week.
At the end of the day when I closed the doors at work behind me and looking forward to listen to Chris Matthews on SiriusXM, the sky in front of me burst into flames and colored the landscape below. I did not catch all of it in this frame, as the setting sun hurried the shutter speed to darken the fields.
When I turned around, looking in the direction of Zion, I was rewarded with this surreal image of a house in the corn fields, tucked in by white clouds and the gentle sloping mountain range that is slowly hollowed out by a limestone quarry.
On my way home, riding on I-99 towards 'The College', I got out of the car to catch the multi-layered clouds, shown here across from the Rockview State Correctional Institution.
It was about 5pm when I stopped on Nixon Road just passed the seed farm at the corner of Whitehall Road. As a true American I like to make pictures by opening the window of my Forester and shoot from the seat.
This frame of serenity is not unlike a classical pastoral scene.
Getting to and from work today was special, and, to be honest, work wasn't too shabby either. What about tomorrow?
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