Skywatch

Misty jewels

I found a jewel in the early morning mist.

(Ruby takes her role as model very seriously.)

Ruby

To the right of the jetty,

A pink panorama opened up;

Pink mist

And to the left, an Impressionist painting

Of trees floating in the dawn.

Misty dawn copy

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Venetian skies

My daughter and I have just enjoyed five magical days in Venice.

I haven’t had time to sort through my many photos, but I love the skies I managed to captured on my mobile phone.

The early mornings

Were often dazzling and golden;

Golden

And sometimes the quiet back streets

Offered up gifts of moody clouds

And beautiful views.

Moody morning

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Sunrise serenade

The sun breaks through

The early morning fog

Breakthrough

With a glorious

Golden hallelujah of light.

(Note to self: Let nothing dim the light that shines within.)

Sunrise

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Into Impressionism

Late September sunsets

Are when cloud rainbows reflect in water

Rainbow

And autumn dances in

Wearing lilac veils.

Lilac burst

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Lone umbrella sky

The lone umbrella

Speaks of a jetty well used;

Of summer picnics and laughter.

Lone umbrella copy

But now, in this glorious moment

Of mist and clouds

clouds copy

And pink abstract –

It speaks of the peace of an early dawn.

Abstract copy

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Parasol skies

Late summer — and dawn is finally making an appearance again at a reasonable time.

Some mornings, sunrise unfurls like a parasol

Made of blue silk;

Parasol

Sometimes the dawn

Is an orange burst;

Orange burst

But my favourite kind of sunrise

Is one of peace and reflection,

A canvas ready for colour

And the signature of three small birds in flight.

Birds

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The blue hour

Late summer is a time for the blues –

Time for the happy blues;

Boat

Time to gaze in wonder

At the ripples

Ripples copy

And enjoy a golden sunset

(And a dog).

Blue clouds

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Strawberry swirl

July was a time of long, long summer nights,

And strawberry swirls in the sky.

Swirl 1

Pink gave way to

Ruby red –

Raspberry2 copy

As the sun sank into the lake

With a sizzling hot splash.

Red peace

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Picnic skies

Mid-July and the sun was setting somewhere around 10.30 pm:

Perfect for a late-night picnic on the pier.

Picnic 1

As with all our picnics where Oscar is involved,

We end up pretty wet — whether we’ve been swimming or not!

Picnic 2

Life is pretty good though:

Jump, enjoy life, repeat.

Picnic 3

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Making photos with our eyes

My ‘baby sis’ and I ended up on Brighton Pier one evening

While I was in England.

After a wonderful time with the kids at the amusement park,

We caught a spectacular sunset over the old West Pier.

West Pier

As we headed back to the car with the lights twinkling,

My daughter burst out, “I wish we could make photos with our eyes.”

Pier and light

Her Aunty Kata (my sister) had a brilliant reply:

“We can. They are called memories.”

Golden

(I’m away at a summer cottage here in Sweden until the weekend, so may not be able to visit you. But I do APPRECIATE all your comments!)

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