Marina’s Incognito tree blends in nicely with the black bamboo.
While spies come in from the cold, the Incognito tree has been outed by the cold.
Over/Under Incognito for Marina. Checkout Marina’s Happy October, 2020 post.
Tag: trees
Yellowing
Teagan’s, Susan’s, and Lavinia’s trees beginning to turn yellow from the recent frosts.
Moon & Jupiter in the Tangle Heart Tree
I walked out to the Tangle Heart Tree under the light of a half-moon. The owls hooted, Chupacabra nipped at my heels, and La Llorona wept in the shadows. As I approached the Tangle Heart Tree, the half-moon and Jupiter fell into the heart. While I was photographing the phenom of a cottonwood embracing two celestial bodies, a legion of ghosts swept past me streaking my photo, causing the coyotes and chupacabra to howl, and La Llorona to cry out as she grabbed at the apparitions hoping to catch her children among the flock of phantoms. The remnants of ghostly matter made the next photo look like a painting. The following photo came out a little clearer, but there were still pieces of paranormal particles hanging in the air. The last photo cleared up a little more but it still shows remnants of the eidolon.
A legion of ghosts swept past me.
The remnants of ghostly matter.
Pieces of paranormal particles hanging in the air.
Still showing remnants of the eidolon.
Gray Day
Sandias mostly covered by clouds
Holly’s Tangle Heart Tree
Shehanne’s Tree
A Touch of Gray, Orange & Yellow
Clearing after the storm
Face Trees
I washed our 16-inch cast-iron skillet and set it on the stove to dry it off before I oiled it. The water made trees and a face. When I started drying it, I noticed there was still a little food stuck to the skillet, so I washed it again. The second time I set in on the stove it only made trees.
Clouds Over Mia’s Tree
Mia’s Tree
The Split
Even the sky is split in these contentious times.
Crep-U-Rays
Crepuscular rays at sunset last night.
Mammatus Monday
August is the month for mammatus clouds. I posted similar clouds on August 1, 2018. These mammatocumulus clouds rolled in well after sundown the other night. While I was out photographing the clouds, I ran into a skunk. The skunk was a sassy little guy. He ran up to within a foot of me and stamped his little paws. It was too dark for the wide-angle lens to focus on him. I took a few steps backward, and he ran up to me and stamped is front paws. This happened several more times. He never turned to spray, just kept running up to me like a challenge or maybe he wanted to play. When I shined my phone light on him to try and get a photo, he ran under the car.
Off Center & Not Even 