Dusty Moments, America's Finest Blog, is dedicated to photography and the American way of life. With each old snap shot or Kodachrome slide, a bit of the psyche of the person behind the camera is revealed, while simultaneously creating mysteries as to the true nature of the subject's story. The words within this blog are my own. Many of the photographs are mine too, but included also are the dusty moments from my parents and grandparents, as well as, junk store finds.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Smoke
We have talked before about smoke from wildfires and upside being great sunsets. This is especially true if the fires are several hundred miles away, no risk just rewards. That is just what we have experienced here in western Washington since Sunday, a lot of smoke in the air from British Columbian fires. Sunday was especially crazy as the smoke really filtered the sun leaving us with a goldern sunlight or a reddish sunlight if filtered through trees. As a kid I seem to remember more smokey red sunsets, especially in August. I also remember more fires on the Olympic Penisula in those days, this probably a sign of old age, but those red sunsets of my youth always called an end to the evening's baseball game, we would stand there in what would be considered the infield and watch the sun turn a fiery red as it would touch the horizon. The sky would be pink and red by then and in a minute or two the sun would be gone and in couple more minutes the pink and red sky would darken and we would be on our way back home knowing that in a few hours the sun would rise and cycle would repeat. And it did it seems, thoughout the dog days of my youth, until it was interupted by the rain or the school bus. Tonight the smokey sun, first photo is from Sunday and second is from tonight.
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