Somewhere behind the silence of the snow and lodgepole pines is the sound of clear blue sky. Winter has a special silence that you can hear if you take the time to listen. Yellowstone National Park, Jan 2015.
Tag: landscape
Winter Sounds
Within the silence of the soft sky and fresh snow is the sound of a river which flows ever onward in the cold. Silently around the bend and to the south where the sun is waiting to return one day.
Without a sound
As silently as the sun comes up it goes down.
Sun, steam and color
Another round of sun and steam to warm a winters day.
Happy Friday and have a wonderful weekend.
Behind the steam
Standing behind the steam with sun above color filled the landscape.
With rusty orange…
and sometimes blue…
and often all of that and more with steam and sun in front and color all around.
Towards meadows edge
On a silent morning we stopped and spent some time in the heart of a meadow looking out towards the edge. To the northwest, mountains rise as skies clear all the while clouds and snow roll in right above.
With just a slight turn the mood quickly changes with a dusting of white to the north…
…and to the west a river meanders south and heavy clouds lie overhead…
…to the east the hills rolled as the skies above.
As the day progressed the skies cleared and sun shone bright yet what lingers inside is the views towards the meadows edge.
Speaking Softly
Two trees speaking softly through the mists created by our planets inner heat. Yellowstone National Park.
