It All Falls Down. July 7, 2011
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: deerfield river, half moon, mists, rainfall, sunset
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Nightfall, rainfall, moonset – it all falls down, except the mists rising from the forests as the last light paints the clouds in Glory:
I might be unavailable for a couple of days, so I’ll let this be “Goodnight” for now.
Rising Waters. March 8, 2011
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: Buckland, deerfield river, mists, rainbow, Salmon Falls, Shelburne, Spring flood
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It’s a sure sign of Spring’s approach when the Deerfield begins to rise, and though it’s not really in “Spring Flood” stage, it’s certainly up from a couple of days ago.
The dam at Salmon Falls:
…and looking upriver from the Buckland side:
Up close it’s a swirling miasma of mists, making one grateful for the railing at the overlook:
That’s a far cry and a deep shudder from the idyllic swimming hole of Summer.
And yet, above the tumult hovers a reminder that there’s beauty in everything, if one looks at it in the right light:
It’s hard to believe the high country is still so tightly gripped by Winter, but it is!
More on that, next.
After The Rain February 13, 2008
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: mists, mountains, rains, rivers
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After a pre-dawn episode of one-armed scraping and shoveling in a driving sleet storm;
After a long, wet day of working on setting up a new bridge job in the pouring rain;
After a slow, harrowing drive down a rural highway to “the big city;”
After a relatively painful but productive session of PT;
I made it up to the High Country just as the insistent rains broke, just as the mists rose from the roiling river, just as the evening light came through a thinning of the clouds, just in time for this:
This place is like a salve on my soul; it always gives me a reason to rejoice.
Namaste.
Little Bang Theory 