April

There were 
Lightening Bugs 
There was 
Night Blue Moonlight 
These entered my 
Sleepless Dreams 
As sweet 
Lullabies of Bells
Sung by sparkling
Stars of Childhood 
And carried me 
As I Flew
Entwined 
With mist 
In Tree Tops
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April 1, 2023 Agawela
©Bearspawprint2023
April

Silver Sunrise — haiku

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Morning soft shadows
Drift among dark forest trees,
Cool silver sunrise.
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Bear … 11.07.2015
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Moon Light Through Water Oaks And Mist

 

Moon Light through Water Oaks and Mist, North East Florida

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Moon Light ⓒBearspawprint2015 03.02.2015

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Night Rain Soft Morning Mist

Late November in North Florida

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Night rain ⓒBearspawprint2014

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Morning mist ⓒBearspawprint2014

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Morning Mist and East Gate ⓒBearspawprint2014

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Morning Mist and Section of Barn Roof ⓒBearspawprint2014

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April Morning

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Dark October Night

Last Night the temperature dropped quickly and a light mist fell.  All the woods where shrouded

in mystery.  Yet, here and there, tiny, tiny  Faerie lights sparked, red, blue, green, white, yellow.

I wasn’t sure the camera would catch them, but I was pleased to see that a few are visible.  I think

the floating bubbles, (more in images I didn’t post) are merely condensation instead of orbs.  However

there were some actual glowing things sort of floating, of which one yellow is caught in an image, that

I could not see clearly with the mist and dark.  I used the flash for all of these pictures.  The night was

quite dark so that I wasn’t sure that the bits of color and sparks were not my own visual anomalies.

 

Where does the road go in the dark?

Getting colder by the moment

Nobody is stirring. No one wants to leave their dry warm spot.

The yellow floating light is in this image. toward the bottom, the white shapes are reflections off metal from the flash.

Even the prosaic clothesline has glamour

No ‘coons, no ‘possums, not even an owl. Night.

FAERIE LIGHTS AND DARKNESS

 

Dawg is not bothered by sparks or orbs as long as they smell interesting.

Tiny little sparks in the darkness

A nighttime sparkle party

Waite! Don’t go! Who is this Little One?

Maybe they are Orbs, after all?

 

 

 

October Morning Light

October Morning Light Seen Through The Trees

After 9 AM and a thin mist has not yet lifted

The morning light

There is still a little mist in the woods

These photos were made facing  North.

Finally the air is cool enough to breathe.    Nights are 65-75 F.  The morning light changes from September blue-ish to October yellow white as  sunrise shifts to the south.  Depending on cloud cover the afternoons can be glaring.  Every year is different temperature wise, some years we have had hard freezes and some years we swelter, and the foliage colors vary, dependent on rainfall, year to year.   However the light changes seem follow a predictable progression regardless of weather.

Night

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Corky’s deer were watching me through the fence. The camera flash reflected from their eyes. I lightened the image so that you could see the faint outlines of their bodies. I could not see them, and they knew it. Dunno how they know when I can see, and when I can’t. Still, that bit of knowledge allowed me to take a picture of the group. They didn’t scatter because they assumed (assumptions are never a good idea) that as a visual predator rather than a nose predator, I didn’t know where they were. Fooled ’em.

Lightening bugs , night, July 30, 2013. There is a tiny little green light up in one of the trees.

Garden path at night, left branch, illuminated by the flash. July 30, 2013

The center branch of my garden path, at night, illuminated by the flash. July 30, 2013

Night, faintly glowing lichen on the trees with a light mist. July 30, 2013

The humidity was causing bits of condensation on the lens that caught the flash. “Lens flares”, Roy tells me they are called. Not orbs. Sigh. Huck, Dear Son II, has seen orbs and other phenomena, in these woods, and elsewhere. I’ve seen some interesting things also. Do hope these Lens Flares don’t mind being called Lens Flares. In another image, Roy thought it was the moon. Nope. Not the moon. On the wrong side of the foliage on an overcast night. I meant to place that image where I could easily find it, so it is therefore in an unknown file. Dunno where it is. I’m too tired to hunt anymore now. Later. It is time for Night Creatures, like me, to rest for a little while. Good Morning.