Saturday, February 27, 2010

The 9th green at eventide - Stone Creek

22 comments:

Memphis MOJO said...

Maybe I should take up golf, just to see sights such as this!

Ilse said...

This is so beautiful.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Very pretty and evocative, soothing.

Debbie Courson Smith said...

What a treat for the golfers.

Anonymous said...

Nice place! Looks very tranquil!

Paula said...

Spectacular. The green looks like velvet.

Don and Krise said...

Looks like this may be the last group of the day. Beautiful shot Jacob.

Small City Scenes said...

What a swell picture. Maybe you are in Scotland. Very nice and soothing too. MB

VP said...

Love the picture, but I know nothing about golf...

cieldequimper said...

Is it dry in the foreground or am I just not quite awake yet?

Cezar and Léia said...

I would never be able to concentrate on the game with such a fantastic landscape around me... :)
God bless you!
Cezar

Marie said...

This photo is magnificent!!!!

brattcat said...

And this must be why you decided to move. This is one gorgeous view!

Lowell said...

@ Ciel - Actually, it's not so much dry as dead. That's a different type of grass and our very cold winter effectively did it in. It will all come back in a few weeks, thank goodness.

Lowell said...

@ VP - If you come to visit in Florida, I'll teach you everything you need to know!

Unseen Rajasthan said...

Simply beautiful !!

Judy said...

The best time of the day!

Los Angeles Suburbia said...

What a beautiful capture of light and silhouettes...very serene looking.

Lorri

EG CameraGirl said...

This is such a lovely scene, Jacob. If it were not for the summer heat and the alligators, I might like to live in Florida. :)

Lowell said...

@ EG - Ah, the alligators won't bother you...but the summer heat might be a problem! :-)

Rob said...

Crikey, our greens are still white.

Andreea said...

Looks beautiful. I like this time of the day.

"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again." — Henri Cartier-Bresson