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
After seeing real rainy pics, I began playing, or should I sing, “Dancing in the rain!”?
After the rain, as the day ends, the setting sun ignites the clearing clouds.
“… the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”
… Let the…dry land appear.”
… and there was light
And what is the shutter?
But a poor reflection,
as in a mirror ….
Welcome, Dawn of the New Year, Golden Promise!
From darkness, leap over fog and into the heavens.
“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea.” Rev. 21:1 (NIV)