Whatsoever is lovely … (as XingfuMama suggests) is worth savoring. This morning’s dawn over the Sierra Nevada Mountains.
Red Sun Mourning
“Red sky at night, sailors delight. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.” Red sun rising … the bright sun red burned out to white as the camera tried to see through thick smoke from 4 wildfires. Normally, the Sierra Mountain ridge, about 60 miles away, stands sharply visible below the eastern sky. This morning’s smoke from those wildfires hid the ridge. Above is the unedited original. Below are Elements 14 (Photoshop) edits.
First, on the left, I matched the photo’s sun to the red sun my eyes had seen. Selecting and filling the selection was easy peasy. Oh yes, I cropped the top and bottom edges.
Then, on the right, I applied the haze removal tool.
The left is the same version as the above right. But now, on this right is a solarized iteration of the version with the burned out sun.
Which version do you prefer?
The Squirrel Chase One-two-three Photo Processing Challenge–August 2021
In the beginning was the Word
… and the Word was with God and the Word was God
“Let there be lights …
in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark sacred times, and days and years …”
“Let there be an expanse … sky
… Let the…dry land appear.”
“Let there be light”
… and there was light
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)