Saturday, 17 February 2018 23:14

Twilight Time on Old Smokey

Looking south off the upper slopes of Kuwahi, known to those of European descent as Clingman's Dome, into the vastness of the Forney Creek Watershed, the Great Smoky Mountains are a maze of forested wonder illuminated by the last rays of a setting sun. When I look into the face of this mystery, I am reminded of how small and inconsequential is the time I spend on Earth and how majestic is the universe of nature of which I am a part. Yet it and I are of a piece; and the Beauty into which it guides me is all-encompassing.

A focal length of 92mm, very short telephoto, gave me the angle-of-view I wanted, isolating the depths of the watershed on its way to the Little Tennessee. An aperture of f/20 provided depth-of-field and a shutter speed of 0.3 seconds at ISO 200 gave me an overall slightly darker-than-medium exposure, emphasizing the rich quality of the light below.

This was the last day of our two-week Arrowmont autumn adventure, a visual gift to be remembered. In the lower elevations most of the leaves were still on the trees and more than a few were still producing chlorophyll.

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  • Comment Link Donald McGowan Thursday, 22 February 2018 08:22 posted by Donald McGowan

    Good morning Everyone. As Julie Andrews once marveled, "The hills are alive...." With all the challenges we face from those who would destroy them for short-term personal gain, the beauty of these hills remains and calls to us for protection. What will we answer?
    Hi Nancy T., I hope you are well and continuing your adventure toward a new home. Bonnie and I ask each other every week, "How do you think is Nancy is doing? We'll catch up with you soon. I'm not sure how many folks would remember Tennessee Ernie, but my father used to go around the house singing Sixteen Tons. Thank you for all the thoughts you share with us and the kind words with which you share them.
    Hey Joel. Yes indeed, you were there, and even though it was not the most memorable of sunsets - in spite of how it began - there were moments that were pure delight. I'm very glad you were there to share it with me, and I am grateful for your kind comments for sharing the memory.
    Hi Pat. Bonnie and I are really looking forward to seeing you and the other Pioneer Valley folks in June. I'm ready to hear the stories of all your adventures. Simultaneous heaven and earth is a delicate balance to be sure, and I very much appreciate you kind thought that it was achieved here. Thank you for being a part of our creative family. Mitakuye oyasin.
    Hi Michael. I hope this finds you well. As you can tell from last week's Image, the Ocean State has been in my heart lately. Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Aren't there some wonderful parallels between being in the Smokies and being somewhere like Trustom Pond. We are blessed, my friend, with much beauty. May you walk in it serenely.
    As your collective comments would suggest, there is less in this Image that has to do with technical achievement and more that has to do with feeling. These mountains, especially from this perspective, become metaphorical for a host of emotions within us. In their presence our souls are nourished.

  • Comment Link Mike Di Stefano Tuesday, 20 February 2018 08:05 posted by Mike Di Stefano

    Howdy Don, as usual, you nailed the moment, the lighting was spectacular and translate the feeling of peace and tranquility you must has been feeling.

  • Comment Link Pat Crutchfield Monday, 19 February 2018 00:44 posted by Pat Crutchfield

    Ah, heavenly ... and earthy, too: A delicate balance. Thanks again for sharing, Don.

  • Comment Link Joel Price Sunday, 18 February 2018 18:28 posted by Joel Price

    This scene looks very familiar; in fact, I think I was there. You managed to obtain a wonderful, sensitive and evocative image, from what might have seemed a disappointing sunset by ordinary standards.

  • Comment Link Nancy Tripp Sunday, 18 February 2018 13:28 posted by Nancy Tripp

    Twilight in the Smoky Mountains is always magical. The mountains seem to bow down to be blessed by God's fingers as they are being tucked in for the night. The light is awesome. I here Tennessee Ernie Ford singing "Peace in the Valley". Thanks for sharing your visual gift.

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