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Tumult
Sarah Myers, Photography |
One
immense cloud-bank spread its towers across the South-eastern sky as
the sun went down opposite. Scaling the clear, empty desert night,
the cresent moon looked backward at these monarchs of water and air,
who took the form of a fantastical surf, a radiant bastion of
remaining day, a crowd of staring faces, an ethereal fog of cold
blue and pearl-pink. At last the clouds disappeared in the rising
night, save for an occasional, sullen flash of lightening. The moon continued
on its way, growing brighter and lonelier and stronger. But the
night remains only in the imagination, while the clouds and the last
of the sun left their glory, in some small way, in this collection of
pictures.
Except
for cropping and my signature, there is no edit on these pictures.
They are what the camera saw.
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Sunset Tower and Moon
Sarah Myers, Photography |
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Evening Tide
Sarah Myers, Photography |
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Splendor, Sunset, Moon
Sarah Myers, Photography |
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Coming Dreams
Sarah Myers, Photography |
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Moon-clouds
Sarah Myers, Photography |
