Photo Sunday, May 23, 2021: a black & white & foggy day
bigsurkate
Appointed appellate counsel for indigent defendants (retired.) I have lived in Big Sur since 1984, first on the north coast, and on the South Coast since 1989.
Absolutely gorgeous shots, Kate. It reminds me of the very first time I looked down on the fog come creeping in like that. It was in Big Sur -oh so very, very many years ago!
Thanks for the memory.
Happy Sunday!
Just beautiful (when you're up above!).
Soon after we moved here (21 years ago), my husband asked what I wanted to name our home.
The first foggy evening I replied, “Looking down on Heaven.”
Nice shots. Similar to your b&w that The Weekly featured a few weeks ago. You're capturing dramatic images up there without needing color.
One of my favorite things about Big Sur. What superb pictures!
I wrote a story about the fog in Big Sur. It can be so eerie and the same time so refreshing. As a child, I rode with my aunt from Carmel to Hot Springs, it was so foggy she had to open her door and feel for the painted center line, while I looked out my side to keep from going over a cliff! Yet, on the other hand, fog can be so refreshing when it dusts one's face. Beautiful to see roll in as well as roll out. Quite a beautiful part of Big Sur, for sure! Your pictures are amazing! Thank you for sharing!!
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Absolutely gorgeous shots, Kate. It reminds me of the very first time I looked down on the fog come creeping in like that. It was in Big Sur -oh so very, very many years ago!
Thanks for the memory.
Happy Sunday!
Just beautiful (when you're up above!).
Soon after we moved here (21 years ago), my husband asked what I wanted to name our home.
The first foggy evening I replied, “Looking down on Heaven.”
Nice shots. Similar to your b&w that The Weekly featured a few weeks ago. You're capturing dramatic images up there without needing color.
One of my favorite things about Big Sur. What superb pictures!
I wrote a story about the fog in Big Sur. It can be so eerie and the same time so refreshing. As a child, I rode with my aunt from Carmel to Hot Springs, it was so foggy she had to open her door and feel for the painted center line, while I looked out my side to keep from going over a cliff! Yet, on the other hand, fog can be so refreshing when it dusts one's face. Beautiful to see roll in as well as roll out. Quite a beautiful part of Big Sur, for sure! Your pictures are amazing! Thank you for sharing!!