Wasatch Mountains in Utah.
We were in Utah this past week visiting family and skiing in the Wasatch mountains at Snowbird and Alta. I shot this image with my iPhone from the car coming down the mountain in the late afternoon. I always love the way the mountains frame Salt Lake City as we wind our way down off the mountain. There was nothing special with the original photo so I went to work on the sky. I edited it on my iPhone first with Snapseed to darken the sky and then added the moon with LensLight and some sky dust from the Repix app. Below is the original photo.
Anna Maria, Florida
Our favorite holiday to celebrate with family is Thanksgiving and this year we decided to spend the week at our beach house on Anna Maria. Each evening presented us with a variety of sunsets, never failing to bring out the ‘awws’ in us as we watched our grandson dodge the gentle waves.
I thought the above iPhone image was perfect for this week’s theme as we journey out for another afternoon sunset. Each sunset is always a “Wildcard” as the day turns to dusk.
This beautiful, modern, graceful bridge joins the city of Tromsø, Norway, with numerous other islands. Built in 1960, the Tromsø Bridge was the first cantilever bridge to be built in Norway and is typical of Norwegian bridges built high enough to allow big ships to pass under it, like the one I was on when I captured these images. It was dusk and most folks had left the deck. I remained and happened to spot this photographer capturing some last shots. I loved the contrast of his red jacket with the blue twilight.
The surrounding mountains and ocean setting all made for some spectacular photos.
As I was walking the dogs the other evening, I happened upon this tree with most of its leaves gathered at its base. It made for a perfect ‘Fill the Frame’ image with my iPhone X and edited in apps DistressedFX and Snapseed.
As I looked up, I noticed a few leaves refusing to give up their post, high above me on barren branches, which prompted this little prose:
Fall beckons and yet a few leaf soldiers remain,
unheeding and unyielding,
to the inevitable path of their destiny, and yet
I wonder …
if I were to come back as a tree
would a sweet finch light upon my waving branches
and comfort me with song
as my golden forces
fall in silence