Snow Sunsets

“How beautiful and perfect is this couple together! Earth is kissed with snow and the sunset beams its approval in stunning colors of the rainbow in electronic hues! Climbing a mountain, withstanding freezing and windy temps make it all worthwhile when the delight of our eyes is such a sight! The tree lifts itself to the heavens for more snow kisses and glory to quench its thirst with promises of days to come of its natural beauty in leaf. If I could, I would put a swing there and swing until spring arrives.”_jacyjoypals

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Another Morning Sunrise

Lake Sunrise - Jay&Jacy Photography ©2012 All Rights Reserved

Happy Autumn that is here! For the love of early Autumn that we have waited for…sharing a favorite post.

A few more images from the beautiful early morning sunrise “Secret Lake” before we begin the fall foliage, winter and snow images.  The Eastern skies have been incredible this year and as the temperatures drop they become even more intense, bold and colorful.

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Note: Bracketed  HDR and DRI images are in the collage.

I Fly at Dawn

JayJacy Photography

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SOMETIMES I fly at dawn above the sea,
Where, underneath, the restless waters flow—
Silver, and cold, and slow.
Dim in the east there burns a new-born sun,
Whose rosy gleams along the ripples run,
Save where the mist droops low,
Hiding the level loneliness from me.

And now appears beneath the milk-white haze
A little fleet of anchored ships, which lie
In clustered company,
And seem as they are yet fast bound by sleep,
Although the day has long begun to peep,
With red-inflamèd eye,
Along the still, deserted ocean ways.

The fresh, cold wind of dawn blows on my face
As in the sun’s raw heart I swiftly fly,
And watch the seas glide by.
Scarce human seem I, moving through the skies,
And far removed from warlike enterprise—
Like some great gull on high
Whose white and gleaming wings beat on through space.

Then do I feel with God quite, quite alone,
High in the virgin morn, so white and still,
And free from human ill:
My prayers transcend my feeble earth-bound plaints-
As though I sang among the happy Saints
With many a holy thrill—
As though the glowing sun were God’s bright Throne.

My flight is done. I cross the line of foam
That breaks around a town of grey and red,
Whose streets and squares lie dead
Beneath the silent dawn—then am I proud
That England’s peace to guard I am allowed;
Then bow my humble head,
In thanks to Him Who brings me safely home.*

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Blessed be the name of the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
From the rising of the sun to its setting,
the name of the Lord is to be praised!
Psalm 113:2,3

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*The Dawn Patrol By Paul Bewsher
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