Shaped and shadowed in snow at Sly Park Lake.
Looking ahead … uncharted … untracked … the possibilities are what we make of them.
On the trail or on the rails? Which way? Last photo on the DSLR.
The first sign of Christmas shall be the last photo on my cell. As my daughter lives 3,000 miles away, we decorate together by sending cell pics to each other. My mother bought this Nativity set in 1963. Remembering setting it up and turning the key to play its music brings her back to me. This year, looking at the old box’s splitting seams, I noticed the sticker for the first time: Einneitspappkasten? Hachstgawidt? “Made in Germany.”
“He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes.”
The week before, the trail was clear, and the aspen leaves blocked the sky overhead. What a change a bomb cyclone has made. This day, the snow was 8 to 12 inches deep, and golden leaves dotted the crystalline carpet.
and of the sky over the neighborhood meadow. From this perspective, the grass is as tall as the cottonwood tree.
Southeastern inland: Mammoth Mountain Dead Forest … where the CO2 gas seeped up from below to kill the trees. Posted warnings tell parents and pet owners to keep little ones away. (See https://pubs.usgs.gov/dds/dds-81/Intro/facts-sheet/GasKillingTrees.html)
“And the remaining trees of his forests will be so few that a child could write them down”
Looking south from the trail …
Or looking north from the top of The Nipple, “I see skies of blue” above the Pacific Crest Trail.
Last full moon waning — last on the DSLR
Last trail trekked — last on the cell camera
Initially posted in color in April 2014, I just converted the above image into a black and white pencil sketch.
First posted in September 2012 in black and white, this Yosemite view has long been one of my favorites.
Previously in de-saturated color in December 2012, the lines and texture seem to pop better in black and white.
Early evidence of warmer days grows between a rock and a hard freeze.
“… the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”
… on the moss tops of the rocks outside my window today, teasing me to catch the light as it danced into and reflected from the moss. I never quite tagged it.
“Come and see the works of God, Who is awesome in His deeds toward the sons of man.”
The final view on a hike in Hidden Falls Regional Park.
Boulders tumbled up along Lake Tahoe’s shore
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge — Piled up
Serenity on ice … socially distanced … frozen and docked … and the skaters still skate.
Posts, chain, grain, and wire up close in black and white
At the top of the world, little grows in the dead of winter … and yet the sun brings forth hope.
Yosemite’s June surprise . . . overnight snow lingers on Mount Hoffman. As seen through retreating fog from Glacier Point.