the sun sinks behind the mountain, leaving behind, for a few, brief moments, lingering tendrils of sunlight that shine through the trees like golden fingers. what little warmth i gather from the rays dissipates, and i am left standing in shadows; shadows that soon give way to a mirage of colors, painted across the sky. blues - the color of serene waters. pink, the color of rosy lips, kissed by tender words and sweet smiles. colors, fading, mingling, combining into a painting of the landscape, dark with memories and vibrant with promise, as if the sky too, is saying goodbye to the sun.
but these photos are stunning! the tones are so deep and rich, gahh my heart.
EVERYONE IS BACK TO BLOGGING. YAY. I missed you. Pretty pictures and I totally get the inspiration thing. Time to just create for the heck of it, no matter what happens.
I love your photographs and your writing. and i like what you said about inspiration.
That is truly a lovely view you have...<3 Is this from your bedroom window?
" lingering tendrils of sunlight that shine through the trees like golden fingers. what little warmth i gather from the rays dissipates, and i am left standing in shadows; shadows that soon give way to a mirage of colors, painted across the sky."
soo beauty. <3 these photographs are serenity.