When the sky is on fire.

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From my latest blog entry. I thought I would share it with the rabble.



Every once in a while the skies in central Georgia become like fire. The reds, yellows, oranges and golds mix into a symphony of color and produce a masterpiece in the sky. It is rare enough that when it occurs I will stop what ever I am doing and go outside to marvel at the sky. Last night was just such an evening. As Ruth and I were just settling in for the evening, I happened to glance outside and catch the fact that the entire back yard was bathed in a gold and pinkish light. Our normally white fence was pink and the oak tree had flashes of gold in it's leaves. This let me know that the sky would be awash in it's color.

Grabbing the camera and heading outside, I was able to grab this shot from my front porch. After the single shot, I just stood mesmerized watching the interplay of color and motion until the sun finally settled and the color show stopped.

At times like this, I thank God for his creation and my small place in it. There is much beauty in the world if we will just take the time to see it. I was just fortunate last evening to be able to do so.

[Dirk Skene]

Dear God! that is beautiful.

[kilted_ninja]

wow! One could get lost in that picture.

[mbhandy]

Red Sky at Nite.
Sailors Delight.

MrBill

[hospitaller]

fantastic looking sky!

[Jerick]

That is absolutely beautiful!

[northernsky]

Wonderful picture.

You might be interested in the Cloud Appreciation Society:
http://www.cloudappreciationsociety.org/

WE BELIEVE that clouds are unjustly maligned
and that life would be immeasurably poorer without them.
cloud

We think that they are Nature’s poetry,

and the most egalitarian of her displays, since
everyone can have a fantastic view of them.
cloud

We pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it.
Life would be dull if we had to look up at

cloudless monotony day after day.
cloud

We seek to remind people that clouds are expressions of the
atmosphere’s moods, and can be read like those of
a person’s countenance.
cloud

Clouds are so commonplace that their beauty is often overlooked.
They are for dreamers and their contemplation benefits the soul.
Indeed, all who consider the shapes they see in them will save
on psychoanalysis bills.
cloud

And so we say to all who’ll listen:
Look up, marvel at the ephemeral beauty, and live life with your head in the clouds!

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For those that enjoyed the previous photo, here is one from last year at a local park.

[starbkjrus]

Wow Mike. Those are some really nice photos. If you don't mind I"m going to add those to my desktop wallpaper rotation

Just lovely.

[Monkey@Arms]

I really liked the reflection in that last picture. I hope you don't mind if I add a recent sunset shot from our front yard. (They don't usually look like this.)



Best regards

Jake