Wednesday, July 17, 2013

The trees form a choir to praise the sky


21 comments:

My Maine Blog said...

What a beautiful photograph Lowell and your title creates the perfect visual in the mind. The colors of the sky and the clouds are magnificent making a silhouette of the trees....really AWESOME. Hope you are staying cool down there ... the heat just doesn't let up here in Maine. 92 today in the shade and no air conditioning...it's a bit oppressive with all the humidity. Any hope all is well with you and your wife. ~ Kathleen ~

Andy said...

Interesting title Lowell. The sky looks great.

Taken For Granted said...

Know that Florida has terrific clouds, but these are really outstanding. The pine trees are standing in a row watching the sky.

Randy said...

Beautiful choir.

hamilton said...

This is breathtakingly beautiful.

cieldequimper said...

This is pure magic!

Bibi said...

That is a truly beautiful photo, which would be a great wall-size 'mural' if you're into that kind of thing!

llandudnopictures said...

Wonderful composition, reminds me of a Christmas card!

Halcyon said...

Very beautiful! Love the colors too. :)

Birdman said...

Oh, I like this one!

Sharon said...

What a beautiful photo and such poetic words. I love it.

Judy said...

This is so pretty and the title fits perfectly!

RedPat said...

Beautiful pic and great title, Lowell!

JM said...

Wonderful title to go with this beautiful composition!

LOLfromPasa said...

Beautiful image. This combination of trees and sky really appeals to me.

Kay said...

Your title is poetry and the choir is photographic artistry.

Small City Scenes said...

Alleluia!


magiceye said...

Superb caption to a beautiful image

Hilda said...

Perfect photo!

EG CameraGirl said...

YIKES! It's snowing in Ocala! I bet Hell is going to freeze over next.

longbeachpeninsuladailyphoto said...

The title is as pretty as the photo. Really gorgeous, Lowell!

PS That was about the extent of my French too.

"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