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Evergreen Lake after the Storm |
A solemn-gray Sunday morning started out with light showers and escalated into a severe thunderstorm that kept everyone shut in. Dark and cold, the slow moving system was characterized by heavy rain, marble-sized hail and scary lightning strikes.
After a few hours, the dramatic weather drifted to the east and the broken clouds allowed shafts of low light to confirm the event’s conclusion. Under such unusual conditions Evergreen Lake was awash with a sheen of surreal color.
After the storm everything was calm and quiet as the drenched landscape was completely devoid of another living soul. The mountain scenery was reflected, with stunning precision, across the water’s smooth surface.
What made the evening so extraordinary was the impressive cloud formation that dwarfed the foothills landscape. The evening’s celestial dispersion eased the tension generated by earlier, threatening tones.
A muddy trail led to the wooden boardwalk that skirted across the boggy wetland of ripened cattails. From that transitional platform, separating land and sea, one was able to truly perceive our fragile existence while soaking in the atmosphere of such an exquisite setting.
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Dispersing clouds |
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A sheen of surreal color |
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Reflected with precision |
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Everything was calm and quiet |
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A celestial dispersion |
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Soaking in the atmosphere |
This post resonated with me. My husband and I were recently robbed and shot (in an apartment community where nothing like this had happened in years). Fortunately the bullets went through us cleanly. We were out of the hospital in less than eight hours. The whole experience gives me the feeling of a passing storm, and makes me think about our fragility. I hope this comparison was not depressing. As usual, I enjoy your beautiful photography.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! I'm so sorry you had to go through such an awful experience. I hope you are both okay. I lost a couple of friends the past few months and being out by myself after that storm made me feel vulnerable and insignificant. Memories of my time with them has been on my mind a lot lately. Thanks!
DeleteI am so sorry to hear about your friends. We are okay.
DeleteI'm glad to hear you're okay. I am too but going through times like this makes me contemplative and my feelings are expressed through my drawings. I guess, in a lot of ways, Art is my therapy.
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