November ushers in the change of seasons. Autumn is ending. Winter is beginning. We transitioned from warm and sunny conditions one day, to cold and snowing the next. Overnight we received about three inches of wet snow in Medina, Ohio. Wanting to get out, we ventured north to the shores of Lake Erie. Call me crazy but I find exhilarating the wild weather often experienced at the edge of our Great Lake. Today, with steady northwest winds of about 20 miles-per-hour, the lake offered plenty of action — and it was mighty cold! The air temperature of about 34 degrees (F) equated to something in the 20s, and as I explored camera in hand, those hands and my ears quickly began to ache. Now that I live farther inland, my visits to Lake Erie’s coast are less convenient and less frequent; they are no less exciting.
We took a short walk to get out on an amazing autumn day. The warm afternoon air gently stirred leaves primarily of yellow and brown. Many tree branches look barren. The last brilliance of autumn is here.
The evening light falls through bare branches to the forest floor, illuminating the few remaining leaves that are not on the ground. Soon darkness will fall. Soon the leaves will fall. So ends the day.
For a couple of days, weather conditions were perfect at the hour of sunset for spectacular sights. The first time it happened, all I could do is admire the color-fringed clouds through a line of trees at the end of our street; sunset colors, once they peak, disappear but fast!
It happened again the next night (Friday, November 6) and again surprised me! Wouldn’t you know, I was in the middle of something and unable to throw together my gear and drive to a nearby clear vantage point! The best I could do is grab my trusty iPad and shoot images through a window. Still in all, I got a pretty amazing picture out of it.
Not to be “fooled” a third time, I watched the western sky carefully as sunset approached Saturday night. When conditions began to look ripe for another beautiful scene, I was out the door with camera and tripod in hand! Standing in the chill breeze, I watched as the color built and the sky grew cold. No, no color-fringed clouds overhead, just the deep blue of an evening sky with some gray clouds dotting the velvet background.
Saturday’s pictures turned out pretty and it was a beautiful sight to behold, just not the breathtaking beauty of Thursday … the one I missed, or Friday … the iPad/window shot. As I packed my gear into the back of the car in the gathering darkness of nightfall, I looked to the southwest. Near the horizon I saw rain streamers — shadowy streaks — beneath a cloud with sunset oranges in the background. I quickly set up again and got what I could of the drifting cloud, now out of optimal position. The exposure was long but the shot was pretty good — super moody — anyway.
So I’ve sunsets on my mind and, as you might suspect, I’ll be checking the sky every evening for quite some time hoping to not let the good ones get away unrecorded.
Sadly, as it turns out this is the last new photograph we will see from my trusty old Canon PowerShot G11. I sold the little all-in-one along with another older digital camera in order to upgrade to one more sophisticated compact.