Greg Molyneux Photography

Tag: sunset

  • Break the Cycle

    I’ll try to keep the whining to a minimum lest we call the wambulance. But man! It feels like forever since I’ve managed to catch up with some potent light come sundown. Between life, cloud-outs, a protracted winter and just a whole bunch of bad timing this has to be the longest photo drought in…

  • Evenfall

    Just sit back, take in this photo, listen to The Passing of the Elves and it’s Calgon, take me away! I know many of us have had it with the snow, but please indulge me this third and final photograph from my serendipitous photo foray at Stafford Forge Wildlife Management Area this past Friday, March…

  • These are the times that revive men’s souls

    Or maybe it’s just the polar infused westerlies smacking me in the face doing the reviving? It was cold tonight. Anyone stuck in the Mid-Atlantic to Northeast knows this—and has for sometime if you discount yesterday’s false spring. But when it produces this kind of light the biting cold can just keep on riding that…

  • Standing with the Treetops

    Yesterday I waxed poetic about this great new spot locals call Top of the World. New is of course in the relative sense insofar as it is new to me. This is the second in what will most likely amount to three fully produced photographs from this nascent shoot from this clandestine (not really) Pinelands’…

  • Waiting on the Weather

    Norlun Trough, I summon thee. And your arctic front. And its squall line. Bring all your snow, clouds blazing. A little before 4:00 p.m. Manahawkin was facing its first real snow shower of the day. The confluence of a clipper system from the north; an arctic front complete with a serious squall line to the west that…

  • You have no power here

    I’ve been spending much more time shooting on Long Beach Island of late. It’s the ice in particular that has brought me there. There’s just something to that juxtaposition of Winter’s grip imposing its will on Summer’s paradise. Yesterday brought me to Surf City, Harvey Cedars and Barnegat Light. And while I did most of…

  • Lamentations Fall Before the Light

    And to think that for even a second I considered not going out to shoot on account of ominous clouds rolling in from the southwest. I’d like to think I take some solid landscape photographs—with sunsets obviously being my thing. But for all my merit, I still don’t think I captured the righteousness of this…

  • Great Expectations

    I am a snow lover. It is a tough day for snow lovers. When words like HECS start getting tossed around, and all area mets—up to and including the National Weather Service—go all in on what seems to be a sure fire Miller B transfer event, snow fiends like myself start going into overdrive. Visions…

  • A quiet place of reflection

    For tonight’s sunset I ventured down to Ben Wurst’s stomping grounds in New Gretna, New Jersey. I haven’t been to this spot since 2012—back when I really had no clue what I was doing—and wanted to get back to take advantage of the deep Winter sun’s still southward position. Come Summer said sun will be…