Pastels revisited. Here’s another look at the cotton candy sky show photographed on September 27, 2019. In this image we look east at sunset and see the kind of color over the marsh we would expect to see at sunrise from this vantage. Sunsets, long may you reign.
There is something in a late September sky. Rainbow colors paint the sunset with pastel clouds spun across the sky. The cotton candy gossamer is backlit by a deep royal blue. Underneath it all the salt marsh, once proud and green, begins its annual retreat toward its browned suspension of life and vigor.
The evening approaches and cotton candy clouds thread across the sky. Pastels dance upon the strings. Stoic marsh grasses stand tall while glass calm waters reflect back the sunset tableau as would a mirror.
Life is hard. Salvos of burden, stress, and let downs fire across our bows whenever they are least wanted. Some shots finding their quarry. Yet if we look to nature we can find salvation and remember the beauty of life. The strength in every sunset.
Late summer is a time of reflection. On life, on time, and on the other things that reflect past, present, and future. We age and the clock moves faster still, yet nothing gives the arrow of time pause like a slow sunset burn. If only for a few moments all takes a pause and we exist as one.
Summer sunsets on the salt marsh. Does it get better? I invite you to come along with me as I share with you a summer stunner as the sun set upon the Cedar Run Dock Road marsh at its absolute peak. It’s moments like this that make me love being a landscape photographer.
When stillness, pastels, and glassy reflections meet at the salt marsh you can breathe it all in and smile inside because summer is here. Let your eyes gaze upon the calming oxbow feature framed by swaying marsh grasses and hum your favorite song. Placid moments are the spice of life.
A sublime pastel sunset over late June salt marsh has me questioning my own assumptions. Where has the green marsh gone? As sunset light reflects upon the marsh, I, too, reflect on if what I thought knew was true. Despite seeing the same place over and over for years you can “observe a lot by watching.” Thanks, Yogi.
Windswept marsh bows low as the sustained winds usher in from the northeast. Brooding gray clouds dominate the sky, but they do little to pushback the energy infusion coursing through a marsh reborn. It all comes together to make a striking salt marsh photograph made late in the day at Cedar Run Dock Road.
Get low. You will come across this command often in your development as a shooter. It is especially common for us plying our trade in the landscape photography niche. Get low. Get the shot. Get the viewer in. Throwing a quick and dirty best guess out into the universe, I would ballpark I make some […]