Tonight the clouds along the horizon at sunset had an incredible texture. The photos with a more golden hue were taken from the bay side of Yarmouth. The ones with the pink tone were taken from the Lewis Bay/Nantucket Sound side. …. kind of had to fly through traffic to get those, but that’s another story.
I took this photo of Nantucket sound at sunrise one morning two summers ago. It was one of those other worldly experiences I have come to cherish.
What I like most on mornings when there are layers of clouds on the horizon is how the sun shines through.
At times, often, I think, it shines through the layers and appears like a pair of eyes. Are these eyes peering inward or outward?
I was so fortunate to get out to see the clouds before the sun rose this morning. The early light catches the clouds with a pink hue and highlighted texture. It is a short lived thing to see as it is not visible when the sun comes up.
The moon is silent. It has no agenda. It has the coveted perfection of just being. We are connected by the moon because the beauty is shared with all. Often we feel this connection deeply while aware others are experiencing the same beauty at the same moment.
(Some of these pics previously posted)