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Morning Mist (Algonquin Provincial Park Ontario Canada)
In the morning of our day
a mist shrouds our sight
In the heat of our day
often in seeing too far
find we can not bear
the knowing or the being known
In the dusk of our day
we consume the long looking back
and yearn for the mist of the morning
to ease our pain
In the night of our day
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Crystal Dream
I am standing (shivering on my skis) about 200 m from the main gondola lift of Mont. Tremblant Ski Resort about 150 km North of Montreal Quebec. The temperature is about -35C and the air is filled with ice crystal fog. You can just make out the ski run called Le Edge starting at the top of the peak on the left.
Crystal Dream
I am standing (shivering on my skis) about 200 m from the main gondola lift of Mont. Tremblant Ski Resort about 150 km North of Montreal Quebec. The temperature is about -35C and the air is filled with ice crystal fog. You can just make out the ski run called Le Edge starting at the top of the peak on the left.
Alaskan Waters
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Shadows In The Clouds
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Ancient Caledon ?
Taken from about 2000 feet about 60 km North of Toronto just after sunrise in early October.
I adjusted the colour, it really is a matter of taste and I can;t remember which is truer to what I saw with my eyes.RTWDavid Caledavidimotj.caImages Of The JourneyWaterlooU of WUniversity Club
One morning a few autumns ago my pilot friend Jim, bundled a bleary eyed photographer, into a small chilly single engine plane. It was misty cold morning towards the end of October. We took off, just as dawn broke and by the time we were 500 feet in the air I was no longer sleepy, I was enthralled. Below me was were the farmlands and hills of Southern Ontario painted with the colours of fall and wrapped here and there in a mist filled with long shadows cast by the rising sun.
The view was breathtaking, and I captured many photographs in the next hour and a half that are the best I have ever taken.
Here in a small valley, in the Caledon Hills, the fog, illuminated by the low sun gave a modern cluster of building a mysterious look, as if we were looking down into an ancient landscape, from hundred of years in the past.
We watched in awe as the sun broke the horizon painting the morning mist golden pouring its radiance over fields and through autumn’s painted trees gently waking the land still wrapped in the wisps of last nights dreamsautumnaerial photosouthern OntarioCaledonground fogdawnfall colorsnaturelandscape
One morning a few autumns ago my pilot friend Jim, bundled a bleary eyed photographer, into a small chilly single engine plane. It was misty cold morning towards the end of October. We took off, just as dawn broke and by the time we were 500 feet in the air I was no longer sleepy, I was enthralled. Below me was were thee farmlands and hills of Southern Ontario painted with the colors of fall and wrapped here and there in a mist filled with long shadows cast by the rising sun.
The view was breathtaking, and I captured many photographs in the next hour and a half that are the best I have ever taken.
Here in a small valley, in the Caledon Hills, the fog, illuminated by the low sun gave a modern cluster of building a mysterious look, as if we were looking down into an ancient landscape, from hundred of years in the past.
We watched in awe as the sun broke the horizon painting the morning mist golden pouring its radiance over fields and through autumn’s painted trees gently waking the land still wrapped in the wisps of last nights dreamsautumnaerial photosouthern OntarioCaledonground fogdawnfall colorsnaturelandscape
Hedgerows and Hay Bails
AS we were on our way back to the airport we passed over farmers fields. Here you can see the bails of Hay that had been recently bundled.autumncolorsaerialsouthern ontariocaledonaerial photoslideshow
Autumn Glory- Mono Cliffs
Later in the flight, after the fog had been dissipated by the rising sun new wonders appeared and this aerial photograph was taken on the same October morning. The trees were at the height of their autumn colour display.
This is a rift in the Niagara Escarpment (a geologic feature left behind by the retreating glaciers about ten thousand years ago) it is north of Toronto Ontario.autumncolorsaerialflightsouthern ontario crevassefine artmono cliffscliffscaledonslideshow
Autumn Glory- Mono Cliffs
This aerial photograph was taken from a single engine light plane about 45 minutes after the dawn of an October morning. The trees were at the height of their autumn colour display
This is a rift in the Niagara Escarpment (a geologic feature left behind by the retreating glaciers about ten thousand years ago) it is north of Toronto Ontario.autumncolorsaerialflightsouthern ontario crevassefine artmono cliffscliffscaledonslideshow
Take Off In Toronto
In October my friend Jim and I took off from Brampton Flying Club and as we rose into the dawn sky I saw in the distance the towers and The Tower of Toronto. I put a very powerful telephoto lens on my camera and was lucky to get this shot. The downtown is probably about 40 km away.
