Sky Art
There is this one big bonus to moving into fall - the clouds. All summer, we get a few clouds but they are few and dry. Our sunsets are lovely on a cloudless evening but nothing beats a sunset with clouds.
This particular evening, the clouds formed on several levels - mare's tails 'way up high, some that looked like the flesh of a trout turning dark grey, and lower, denser clouds gilded at their edges. With Mount Tam in the distance blurred with gold mist and trees silhouetted black against the sky, it was about as splendid a sunset as you could ask for.
Sky art is nature's compensation for taking away the long, warm days.
8 Comments:
Sweet shot!
"Sky art." Brilliant, and a breathtaking photo.
BTW, "trout flesh" is known as mackerel clouds. Also as "buttermilk sky," but personally I have a slightly different interpretation for that.
Greg, thanks, it's easy when nature sends such evenings.
Cookiecrumb, mackerel clouds, huh, who knew? Oh, you did.
What a stunning image! Somehow "Trout flesh" and "mackerel clouds" don't do it justice.
Nancy, I know what you mean, but how else can one describe that pattern? It taxed my command of language, as you can see. Maybe "cloud ripples"?
"Visionary sky?" "Wind/sky veils?"
Nancy, there's such a thing as waxing too poetic in a blog, almost as bad as describing ethereal things like clouds as "trout flesh." :-)
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