This Watts Bar Lake sunrise was taken during the fall of 2008,
No Great Blue Heron here either,
but I probably saw him later that morning.
Mostly God's creations through my lens. Sometimes old buildings and such. Sometimes my own creations through hand knitting and needle felting. And sometimes just life as it is happening.
No Great Blue Heron here either,
but I probably saw him later that morning.
That dot way out there is a ship. The dark line on the right is the edge of my balcony.
I was not going to start this series today, but it is St Patrick's day, and the 3rd post of this series is really green. So here goes, there will be 3 different post today.




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Not much you can add to this awesome show of God's creations. It was an amazing trip. Everybody seems to like the previous post of sunrise at the Grand Canyon, so I decided to post these too. This are more like normal sunrise photographs, except of course, they are still the Grand Canyon.Please visit Sky Watch to great skies from all over the world.
The bottom photograph is my absolute favorite of the whole trip. I just turned around and this man was standing there taking in the awesomeness (is that a word, if not it should be), unaware of anybody around him. A print of this photograph now hangs in my supervisor's office. This photograph has not been touched, this is the way it turned out. The Smoky's turn blue, I guess the Canyon turns brown.
These photos were taken during my trip to Virginia, mentioned in my June Events. I was in a small park, with a trail to '2 Ponds'. I visited both ponds and was headed back to the parking lot.
When I started up this slope a bee buzzed me, and as I swatted it away, I glanced down the side of this walk. I was looking right at a small fawn curled up about 3 feet from me. We looked each other in the eye for about 1/2 second, that seemed like 1/2 hour. Then she was up and out of my sight in a flash. Sound like the tall fish story? I felt about as pitiful as the when the fish got away.