Father and son fishing from the boat launch at Spencer Lake, Ohio, on a warm summer evening.
Near sunset at Spencer Lake, Ohio, the clouds reflected strongly in the dark, still waters, like cream swirling in coffee. Except for the calls of a few insects and birds, all was quiet.
In the early evening the sun shined bright through scattered, billowing clouds. Cloud edges glowed bright white while the bodies appeared dark with lighter areas betraying layers.
As light flowed through the hazy atmosphere shadows and streams, rivers of light and shadow, formed rays* high above our heads. It was a fine show for anyone willing to look up, made by clouds, and sun, and a bit of air.
*This is the very definition of “crepuscular rays.” Go ahead, use the term, impress your friends!
The crescent Moon floated low in the late twilight above the neighboring rooftops. It was a beautiful scene. I was unprepared to capture the scene photographically. If I’d have expected such beauty tonight, I’d have most likely loaded my gear into the car and headed for a better vantage point; but all I had was the view from my window and a couple of minutes remaining before a photograph would be impossible. I grabbed my trusty 50D with its exquisite telephoto lens, braced myself on the window frame, and shot through the window glass. The first shot was the best and what you see here. Goodnight, Moon!