You can get lost in the beautiful VARIETY IN NATURE right outside your window. Mine is the Wyoming Valley, in NEPA (Northeast PA) ENJOY!
~ This deceptively simple view speaks volumes: it endures - a creation of beauty in its reality.
*some photos available at http://christina-verdgeline.pixels.com/
I was taking a few shots of the evening sky. It got pretty dramatic - heated - active - impressive.
I remember as a child,
how our dad would get us kids watching the skies,
It was loads of fun - great memories!
Using my imagination I could see different scenes.
The first thing that came to mind is a baby elephant.
It's walking from right to left in profile, the head is the big vertical cloud in the center, the body is the right half of the photo. Can you see it?
Then I saw it as 2 different figures - like they were confronting each other.
The vertical cloud could be like a bull, up on its hind lefgs like it's about to pound down on the head-and-shoulders of another animal. This one looks like it's got its head down, ready to charge, like a ram. hmmmm, wonder if there's a horn or antler down there.
There is a smaller local airport on the other side of the
river. On beautiful sunny days it’s very pleasurable to hear the distant drone
of a plane gearing up to fly up into the air, then you see it climbing up into
the air in front of the mountain, and
finally soaring across the sky as though it’s chasing the clouds. Sometimes it
turns and flies overhead, other times it disappears in the distance behind the
mt, becoming an increasingly smaller speck.
After a bit of time passes, there’s the distant drone…
One day in mid-May, I was walking on the levee along the
Susquehanna river near the airport. Had the opportunity to see one plane as it
was preparing to land. It’s exhilarating to see one of those seemingly “tiny”
aircraft at such a much closer proximity.
This is my 2nd post in my ... I guess you can call it a diary.... of the mountain. It's also in early June, as a storm was approaching late afternoon. Dramatic! The wind was kicking up and you can see the storm clouds gathering, moving quickly towards us minutes before the rain reaches our side of the river. A closeup is at
I call this mountain ridge MY MOUNTAIN because it is the view I see from home; the only view of mountains I see there. What a beautiful change from the last place we lived! It is not one of the many more majestic views in our area in NEPA, Northeastern Pennsylvania, but it is definitely mine. There are a plethora of emotions, views, activities that display daily around this mountain range across the river from us. Ive been pleasantly surprised at the beauty of the simplicity of this view, and its wondrous variety of simply mountain, tree, sky, sun, cloud, nature. I am attempting to document this, informally. I love telling stories with my art, but no words are required when the mountain, my mountain, speaks volumes in every moment. It exists. It endures. It is a creation of beauty in its reality. Here's my first photo: It's sunset, early June 2013.