Nature’s Canvas

One of my favorite subjects is sunsets (sunrises too, but you have to be awake early for those).  Mother Nature uses the sky as her canvas for miracles of light and colour. This is just a small selection of sunsets I’ve experienced over the years.

It doesn’t seem to matter what a sunset touches, it becomes beautiful, captivating.

I really don't remember where I was, but I do remember scrambling to get this one before we left the intersection.
I really don’t remember where I was, but I do remember scrambling to get this one before we left the intersection.
I made my companion stop the car for this ... not the only time that's happened.
I made my companion stop the car for this … not the only time that’s happened.
Shot from a parking lot in a mall.
Shot from a parking lot in a mall.

Somewhat more traditionally beautiful:

One of a series of shots taken one afternoon.
One of a series of shots taken one afternoon.

The next shots are of my beloved Muskoka.

Overlooking Lake Rosseau, in Muskoka, Ontario.
Overlooking Lake Rosseau, in Muskoka, Ontario.
Not sure if I've repeated this photo - doesn't matter, as I love it.
Shot from what I call “The Mosquito Porch”.

The Mayan Riviera is a jewel, as long as you go far enough south. Cancun tends to be much more busy and finding a secluded spot can be difficult. These were taken about an hour and a half south of there, near Tulum.

I love the perfection of the light in this shot.
I love the perfection of the light in this shot.
Perfect scenery for a romantic evening.
Perfect scenery for a romantic evening.

These photos from the Himalayas were scanned from the original negatives.

This was taken at my first trekking camp in Nepal. Magical.
This was taken at my first trekking camp in Nepal. Magical.
Taken in the Himalayan Hills 20 years ago, at about 11,000 feet.
Taken in the Himalayan Hills 20 years ago, at about 11,000 feet.

Home again, home again …

I love how the sunset picks up the colour of the Gladiolas.
I love how the sunset picks up the colour of the Gladiolas.
It had rained all day. This was a gift.
It had rained all day. This was a gift.

Not much to say, myself, today. Best let Mother Nature stand alone … it is usually best to do that.

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