Sunrise, through a tree.
Sunrise
Sunrise, through a tree.
Tag: sunrise
Blush
Before sunlight can touch the stubbled corn field, it blushes the bush.
Pastels
The extraordinarily delicate pastels of a late winter dawn rarely fail to catch my eye. At times I wonder whether I see colour more intensely than other people, or whether I pay more attention to seemingly little things like this. Whatever the reason, I am grateful for scenes like this.
Sunrise, Lambton County
Winter sunrises rarely fail to awe me.
Sun-dogs
Hurrying to work one day, I looked over my shoulder at the sunrise. This scene called to me, I was compelled to stop and admire this awesomely, breathtakingly beautiful sight. Compelled to give thanks for this work of art that I was blessed to see and to share with you.
Red Sky
Sunrise, February 11.
Greetings
A stand of teasel greets a glorious dawn. I’m very glad to have made time to stop, drink in this marvellous scene, and to share it with you.
Blush
A sublime sunrise blesses a harvested field dusted with frost.
Split
Itself unevenly split by faraway clouds, the rising sun unevenly splits the difference between two trees.
Greeting the sun
The first rays of a new day grace the neighbourhood pine tree.
Welcome. It’s good to see another day. It’s good to be alive.
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