A Lake with Two Sunsets

I haven't done any research into why yet, but very often, at least in my experience more often than not, Harveys Lake in Pennsylvania has two sunsets. 

Tonight, the last night in January 2016, there were two. Here is the "first".

That was taken at 5:22 pm. Not too bad, right? There's some color in there, way in the distance at the horizon. The sky had a lot of potential, but like the jerk who stands up in front of you at the movies to get a drink at the best part of the flick, that cloud very low on the horizon (it looks like part of the mountains, but it is a little lighter) drifted in front of the sun and kept the rays from hitting the thin cirrus clouds overhead. Thanks, jerk. You had all day to drift by, and you waited till the best part of the day to make a move... sigh. But that's the way it goes. There are many a day that I will get to a location in what looks like is going to be a great shot, and some jerk of a cloud blocks the show.

Anyway, after this the color just drained from the sky, the show was over. Roll credits. Nothing left to see here. Just a big dull sky.  Want to see?   Are you sure? Ok...

Wow. Right? Now you're probably thinking, "but you can just fix that with Photoshop..."  And you're right. Want to see it "fixed?"

Not awful, right? Sort of says... I was there. I took a decently composed photograph a dull sunset.  That was at 5:32, ten minutes after the first photo I shared here. The whole time this dull sunset is wowwing me, there was amazing color in the clouds to my south. Color that would have been here too if not for the cloud. I couldn't get a good vantage point for a shot of it, but it was nice and rich, and a hint of things to come my way.

6 minutes later, 5:38, the second sunset showed up like the "after the credits" footage at a Marvel movie...

You can still see the cloud that was hovering on the horizon has broken up and moved every so slightly, but just enough to allow the sun to peek out between the mountains and the cloud, a slice of deep crimson. But ultimately, I'm not sure what makes this second sunset. I'm guessing it's another mountain range, or the sun has just shot far enough over Pennsylvania that it delivers a second, and often more impressive light show at Harveys Lake.

Here are two more from Jan 24, at 5:06PM and 5:18 respectively, in the space between? I nearly packed up my gear as the sunset was over and the light drained from the sky.



Thanks for stopping by!



Autumn Falls

So, I've been extremely remiss in keeping the blog updated, it's actually a little embarrassing how long it has been! It's been a very busy Summer on my end-- great, fun, relaxing, and busy. I hope you had a nice one on your side of the screen too. It was a warm one here in the Northeast, well deserved and appreciated after a Winter that overstayed its snowy welcome.  

Now, though perhaps betrayed by the occasional warm, humid, or dare I say, "hot" day, Summer has passed and my favorite season begins. The leaves begin to turn their beautiful hues of yellow, orange, and red and the air has a fresh crispness to it, and alas, the much loved or detested onslaught of pumpkin-flavored EVERYTHING!.  Woooooooo!!!  Not actually a fan of the pumpkin madness, but love the short season that brings it. It IS short, right? I mean, it's three months long on the calendar, but the "season" feels like it's only about half that. Once the leaves all lose their color, drop, and we all bemoan raking, it seems like Autumn is over. Strictly speaking, it runs right up to, what, late December? December 22! Holy schnikes! That's not Autumn, that's Christmastime! I mean, according to the stores in the mall it's Christmas time on Oct 15. Crazy.  I think they need to start and finish seasons on the first day of the month. Spring, March through June. Summer, June through August. Autumn, September through November, and at last, Winter, December through February. That's my two cents. 

ANYWAY!!! I digress (it's my blog and I will ramble if I want to).  Last year, Heather and I married in October and spent our honeymoon in beautiful Lake Placid, NY. Little did we know that Lake Placid all but shuts down the day after Columbus Day, so we ended up having the town almost to ourselves. Not really THAT empty, but very far from crowded. The only day we had to wait for a table was Friday night, when the town starts to fill up again. I highly recommend visiting. Tons of quaint shops, restaurants, Olympic history, and the natural beauty of the region is breathtaking.  

We made it a point to visit the High Gorge Falls while there, just a a short drive out of the village of Lake Placid. We arrived late, and luckily just missed a gigantic tour group (bus trip) that were boarding their bus as we walked into the visitor station. Like the town itself, we had the falls nearly to ourselves! 

The falls are really something else, as is the complex network of catwalks and bridges set up for tourists to traverse them. Heather, with her acute fear of heights, was a real champ in the park, though there were some paths she just wouldn't take.

No, that fallen tree wasn't one of them. I mean, no, she didn't cross it, but that wasn't want I was talking about. You will be able to see my vantage point for this photo in the next photo. I was on a small landing at the bottom of a long steep flight os stairs that just hung over the falls from the wall of the gorge. (Click on the images to see larger versions). 

In the following image, look for the small platform on the top right, that's the spot. Perspective makes it difficult to really feel t he proximity to the falls, but I had to keep wiping the spray off my lens, and hoping I didn't drop anything into the deep gorge below.

Thanks for stopping in, having a read, and checking out my photos. I hope you enjoyed them. For those wondering about summer photos, don't worry, there are plenty of those coming, and long Winter months ahead that will require warm thoughts! For now, let's enjoy Autumn, and all it has to offer in it's brief stay! 

I'm going to have a non-pumpkin-flavored coffee now.

Darren

Winter's End

It has been a particularly long Winter this year in Northeastern Pennsylvania. I LIKE Winter! A lot! I like the cold, I like the snow, I like the crisp air. But even for me, weeks of sub freezing temperatures, no sun, and nights in the single digits, and negatives... well, I'm happy to see the calendar draw us closer to the warmer months.

Spring's around the corner, right?  This past Friday, on the first official day of Spring, it snowed.

There's a field not far from my house, I pass it every now and then when we visit my in-law's farm.  On Friday night I pulled over on the side of the road, in the slushy mess that was Winter's (hopeful) last hurrah. Even though it is on the side of a very busy road, aside from a few cars that passed as I was getting out of my car, the road was quiet and still and not another car passed the whole time I was there... or I just didn't notice them. I set up the tripod and took a few shots of the field and tree line and hopped back in my car and drove home. I felt a little like the voice in Robert Frost's poem...

"Whose woods these are, I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
he will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He give his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."

                                                   --Robert Frost

I made one image from that stop on the roadside, on the edge of Winter and Spring. I hope you like it! 

Thanks for checking in!

Darren