Two morning images of Sinopah mountain.
The first morning was quite windy, the next smooth as can be with mist rising.
What a difference a day makes.
Camping here I had a unique experience:
Star gazing with my friend and a camp neighbor I noticed light glowing over the crest of a mountain. We were on the eastern side of the Rocky Mountains. No cities nearby, only small towns, meaning no big lights. “What is that I asked?”. Many man-made items were the guess by one of us. The glow grew larger and to my eyes softly green. The light began to pulse (UFO’s came to mind).
A moment later a brilliant star appeared over the mountains ridge. My first consciously observed star-rise! So beautiful. Seemed magical and profound. Often it is day… then it is night and there are stars. To see a star rise felt holy.
Lovely day and beyond to you.
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Beautiful nature there!
ReplyDeleteWhat a magical experience. I can't begin to imagine (or maybe only imagine)the joy of seeing that.
ReplyDeleteIt really was magical. Last night sitting outside with friends, my eyes scanned nearby mountains looking for glowing light. I suppose the timing has to be just right.
DeleteDear Tammie, Thanks for sharing this extraordinary experience -- and your extraordinary photographs -- with us. One of my favorite things to do in the summer around here is sit outside from dusk to twilight to nightfall, listening to the changes in birdsong, occasionally catching a deer sidling along our driveway, and, best of all, watching the stars slowly appear in the sky. Around here, in the summertime, the first to appear is Altair, and then Vega, and last of Deneb: the summer triangle. It does feel like magic. So glad you had this experience. Best, anno (sorry about posting anonymously; can't seem to sign in with my google ID)
ReplyDeleteDear Tammie, Thanks for sharing this extraordinary experience -- and your extraordinary photographs -- with us. One of my favorite things to do in the summer around here is sit outside from dusk to twilight to nightfall, listening to the changes in birdsong, occasionally catching a deer sidling along our driveway, and, best of all, watching the stars slowly appear in the sky. Around here, in the summertime, the first to appear is Altair, and then Vega, and last of Deneb: the summer triangle. It does feel like magic. So glad you had this experience. Best, anno (and now I can sign in... go figure.)
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That sounds wonderful! Wow, you know your stars, how wonderful. I don't get notified of comments on this blog, but I do my art blog, go figure. I just thought of looking here 1.5 weeks later.
DeleteGorgeous.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteIt certainly sounds like a magical experience.
ReplyDeleteLove the gorgeous photos, Tammie.
Thank you so much!
DeleteWhat a pretty mountain and area, Tammie Lee. I love that photo of the mountain's reflection in the water. Very close to where I live there is Mount Shasta. I don't know if you're familiar with it, but it is a sacred mountain to the Native Americans. Nel has climbed to the top twice, and had a very memorable experience. These mountains have been here for thousands of years, so I can see why they are special and appreciated by the people who have lived there for so many years.
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It is quite beautiful and wild there. Oh yes, I have visited Mt. Shasta many times. It is a sacred mountain to many.
DeleteI wish I could watch the process of a star rising. When the sky is not spacious, it’s impossible, and as you wrote “right time” would be important.
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Yes, a spacious sky helps and also a dark one without lights. Lovely to hear from you.
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