Headed N out of Alliance, we made an irresistible but quick stop to shoot the Carhenge Supercell's early mature growth, then settled into a fine observation point, amidst a most pleasing Great Plains landscape of wheat fields bisected by a lonesome gravel road. The storm was becoming outflow-dominant, its unusually straight-sloped flanking line riding atop the rear-flank gust front. The primary … [Read more...]
Willamette Dock
The scene seems so peaceful, so tranquil, the apparent epitome of cool, quiet solitude in the fog, down on the river. Yet from this photo alone, no one could guess that within 50 feet to the left and behind, a group of over a hundred election protestors was holding a vigil beside an illegal bonfire—chanting, singing, smoking assorted stuff, and milling about peacefully, beneath the east end of … [Read more...]
Sunrise Crescent
Seldom do I witness sunrises, especially compared to the bulk of the day-shift civilization, because of being a frequent nighttime worker and either being indoors or asleep at the crack o' dawn. Yet keeping night hours on a day off has its advantages, particularly when staying up to witness a spectacle such as this after an early Thanksgiving day of gratitude, family, friends, good sleep, a … [Read more...]
Half Seen Sun, Soon None
Crepuscular rays blaze beyond the clouds' golden lining, the sunshine's encore appearance fleeting but brilliant, turbulent skies of abandoned storms retreating ever more distant toward the opposite horizon unseen. The routines of life beckon soon, as does the long, hot summer. With this annual metaphor of the last chase day's sundown, almost ritual but never identical, so ends another storm … [Read more...]
Leaning with the Winds of Time
As the marvelous Coffee Creek supercell rolled off the mountains east of Great Falls, it already provided a spectacular backdrop to another abandoned edifice a hundred yards away. Some indefinite time, many years ago, this structure was abandoned to the whim of the winds, a fate so common to homesteaders' structures up and down the Great Plains. Countless west winds since leaned this one in the … [Read more...]
Crepuscular and Curvy Contrail
Less than 40 feet but more than 13 years from where I shot my archetypical image of crepuscular rays, a late-summer sunset beamed past clouds unseen in the northwest that cut its fading plane of light into rays. A separate contrail no longer caught the pink light, the western of its two segments standing out well against the warmly lit background. Norman OK (9 Sep 16) Looking NW … [Read more...]
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