Moments later, the light dies; I almost expect to hear the hiss of steam ...
(I know, things are not always as they seem. But at times, I'd swear -almost - that the fire was just beyond those trees.)
A Skywatch post.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Illusion
End of the day; the sun drops into Burns Bog and flares up briefly.
Moments later, the light dies; I almost expect to hear the hiss of steam ...
(I know, things are not always as they seem. But at times, I'd swear -almost - that the fire was just beyond those trees.)
A Skywatch post.
Moments later, the light dies; I almost expect to hear the hiss of steam ...
(I know, things are not always as they seem. But at times, I'd swear -almost - that the fire was just beyond those trees.)
A Skywatch post.
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This post and photo should provoke a profound response, or at least a comment erudite and witty.
ReplyDeleteI'm capable of neither. It must be time for more coffee.
What a beautiful glimpse into the most private life of the sun as it gets ready for bed! Love this shot!
ReplyDeleteThe picture is beautiful and your narration really helps me add a lot of visualization of what must have actually happened!
ReplyDeletePixellicious Photos
Wren,
ReplyDeleteAnd now, I could use the coffee. :)
I'll always think of that hiss now!
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