There is a moment when the light starts to change color, an hour before sunset or so. It is the moment that my dogs and I tune into. It is the time when they must come in for the night.
The mountain lion is nocturnal, and she comes out to hunt. Dogs are easy targets, and I have lost my share. But with this pack the rules are sacrosanct, and revolve around the changing of the light.
Here, I had two dogs with me, the others were already inside. It is another time of light changes, much later than what we heed, but it yielded a blessed photo, so different from what others see. I could have focused on the cliffs, as most would do, or I could make the silhouette the focus, which is what I did.
I feel like I’m there with you. Such a beautiful intimate shot.
Thank you. Especially for the darker quiet on the right. I sank into it, then the fringe at the top caught my eye…& then I sank back. Good night.
Caught perfectly Kate.
A perfect view of the changing state. I’m told Lithium releases into the atmosphere at dawn and dusk, experienced as bliss or balance… perhaps an individual’s perception. Thanks for the polarity of silhouette.
Okay, this might sound weird but your wonderful photo reminds me of Whislter’s night paintings–and that’s a huge compliment.
A wise choice, focusing on the profile, i. e. the forground. The foreground would have turned to indistinct fuzz, had you focused on the cliff. You listened to your camera. What a beautiful shot!
It does not look like this, here, as the light changes. Thank-you for sharing one of your times, like this. Beautiful.