If only the world could stay as glorious as some fleeting moments.
Different cloud types and shadings make for a weird sky.
Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreamsGordon Lightfoot, “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”
I love this lyric and use it every time I see sea smoke on Lake Michigan. Temperature at 7:05 a.m.: -2ºF.
Update 1/26/2019: With 2x video for movement until sunrise.
Those bits of blue sky tantalize, don’t they?
Followed this afternoon by a hint of a rainbow.
Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreams.Gordon Lightfoot, “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”
Today’s sea smoke at Promontory Point in Chicago. Temperature: -9ºF.
I’m back from Ann Arbor, tired, hot, hot, and tired. And back to the grind tomorrow. Now, for a scenic break, a sunrise taken from my living room in 2002.