The night time photo is from a trip to Moab, Utah last year. The pinion pine is situated on the edge of a cliff in Dead Horse State Park. The park has some beautiful views overlooking a canyon and the Colorado River. At night it is incredibly dark when there is no moon and the Milky Way is clearly visible. To get this shot, I had to position my camera on a tripod about 10 feet away from the edge of the cliff and 1000 foot drop. So I had to take great care when walking around in the dark. It was an incredible experience.
Ode to the Dandelion
They pop up unannounced, Unwanted, Dreaded by some. Tiny green sprigs brighten the dull brown of the winter lawn. They are the first to herald the spring scene, And they are the last to whisper “farewell” in the autumn. Soon bright yellow blossoms add color to spring’s welcome mat. “Dent de lion,” “Lion’s teeth” they are called, Ready to devour that lush, green lawn. Pull one out and, like Hydra, two will replace it. Quickly the yellow blossoms fade, Churning out small, cottony puff balls. Children delight in running with them Blowing the gossamer wisps in the air Launching their wishes on the wind. They rise like miniature hot air balloons Riding high wherever the wind takes them, Only to descend