Water and Light 97

When you watch the sun rise so many times over the sea … through seasons, through clouds, clear skies, rain and through addiction …. you sometimes just stand there on the shoreline and watch … without the need to capture it because they are all there deep inside. But … there are days like these, … More Water and Light 97

Ambient Shoreline

“You finally found my hidden shore with grains of time and ocean of the most secret secrets, violet and red; left a trail of deep blue footsteps on my glowing beach of soul, and no matter how many times tides wash the golden sand anew, your prints can never be erased. Each one a shining … More Ambient Shoreline

Intimation of Summer Days

“At first flash of Eden we race down to the sea. Standing there on freedom’s shore. Waiting for the sun. Can you feel it, Now that Spring has come? That it’s time to live in the scattered sun. Waiting for the sun … Waiting for you to Come along“ Jim Morrison  

Punishment

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” Oscar Wilde

Painting the Dawn

“Of all the things we fashioned for them that they might be comforted, dawn is the one that works. When darkness sifts from the air like fine soft soot and light spreads slowly out of the east then all but the most wretched of humankind rally. It is a spectacle we immortals enjoy, this minor … More Painting the Dawn

Breathing Dawn

“All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.” Kenneth Grahame – The Wind in the Willows   Greenfields Beach, Jervis Bay

The Gates of Day

“I saw the first light, fore-running the sun, gather in a cup of the eastern cloud, gather and grow and brim, till at last it spilled like milk over the golden lip, to smear the dark face of heaven from end to end. From east to north, and back to south again, the clouds slackened, … More The Gates of Day

Clouded Twilight

“I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, green at noon, dark blue in the evening. Sometimes it looks almost red. Or it will turn the color of old coins. Right now the shadows of clouds are … More Clouded Twilight

Summer

“Summer was here again. Summer, summer, summer. I loved and hated summers. Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That’s why I loved … More Summer

The Gathering of Day

“Aragorn looked at the pale stars, and at the moon, now sloping behind the western hills that enclosed the valley. ‘This is a night as long as years’, he said. ‘How long will the day tarry?’ ‘Dawn is not far off’, said Gamling, who had now climbed up beside him. ‘But dawn will not help … More The Gathering of Day

No Known Cure

“Life…. This morning the sun made me adore it. It had, behind the dripping pine trees, the oriental brightness, orange and crimson, of a living being, a rose and an apple, in the physical and ideal fusion of a true and daily paradise.” Juan Ramón Jiménez, Time and Space: A Poetic Autobiography When you watch every … More No Known Cure

There are Places …

“Regular maps have few surprises: their contour lines reveal where the Andes are, and are reasonably clear. More precious, though, are the unpublished maps we make ourselves, of our city, our place, our daily world, our life; those maps of our private world we use every day; here I was happy, in that place I … More There are Places …

Night becomes Day

“From the east to the west sped those angels of the Dawn, from sea to sea, from mountain-top to mountain-top, scattering light from breast and wing. On they sped out of the darkness, perfect, glorious; on, over the quiet sea, over the low coast-line, and the swamps beyond, and the mountains above them; over those … More Night becomes Day

Dawn Wind

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” ― W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire Inspired by Ailsa’s Travel Theme … Wind

Last Dawn

A final frosty, fog shrouded but beautifully vivid dawn on the Macquarie River before leaving Bathurst for the blue waters of Jervis Bay tomorrow. “October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or of shutting a book, did not end a tale. Having admitted that, he would also … More Last Dawn

The Journey

The Glacier Bay Pilot Boat on the way out to MS Zuiderdam at dawn 12 June 2014 “It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” ― Ernest Hemingway Inspired by WordPress Photo Challenge … On the Way

Days of Earth and Sky … River Story 2

George Harrison was right …. “Sunrise doesn’t last all morning”. There is a defining moment, where the sun illuminates clouds with red and pink. That moment lasts a few minutes at most. Afterwards – at dawn, the sky turns orange and “normality” returns. This image was captured a few days ago on the Macquarie River at Dunkeld … More Days of Earth and Sky … River Story 2

Autumn

At this time of the year (Autumn in Australia) standing on this hill overlooking the Macquarie River valley at Dunkeld, the convergence of sunrise and the river mist floating above the landscape is always worth the time spent standing in the cold and dark. Once again inspired by WordPress Photo Theme Afloat “He found himself … More Autumn

Mauna Kea

From where I am staying at Waikaloa Beach on the Big Island of Hawai’i, you look across 30 miles of desolate volcanic terrain to Mauna Kea. At sunset from here on the coast … above the perpetual cloud layer that wreathes the summit, the domes of the Subaru and Keck 1&2 Telescopes can be seen … More Mauna Kea

Seasons in the Sun

The windmill remembers …. the midday heat of summer past, the tinder dry grass here on the banks of the river, baking and shimmering like silver in the sun.Now, in the cold dawn on an Autumn morning fog blankets the landscape and the wet grass glistens from overnight rain. The freezing winds of Winter will … More Seasons in the Sun

Fog Bow

Fog Bows (white rainbows) are formed in the same way as rainbows in that light is reflected inside tiny water droplets and emerges to form a large circle or arc opposite the sun. This one was shot over my back fence at dawn yesterday. It was gone again in 5 minutes.  

Waiting for the Sun

At first flash of Eden We race down to the sea Standing there on freedom's shore Waiting for the sun Can you feel it Now that Spring has come That it's time to live in the scattered sun Waiting for the sun Waiting for you to come along Jim Morrison – The Doors