Some days are gray. Today was one of those days, and frankly the sky fit my mood rather well. Perhaps it was post-Christmas blues or maybe the memory of my Mom's death just about a year ago. Whatever the reason, the gray sky fit.
On a lark, I set out for Coyote Hills, where I have been having some fun recording sunsets the last week. (This is the only time of year when the park closes after sunset.) I set out hiking for the western side of the park where, honestly, I expected to see the sun set in ever dimming grayness.
On the way out into the salt ponds, I chanced upon a blue heron. He was hardly distinguishable from the gray background of the day. Blue Heron on a Gray DayCoyote_Hills_Sunset-0725 Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0729
I noticed just a hint of light breaking through the clouds to the northwest. Seeing some small "islands" in the salt ponds, I liked the way the reflected light framed them. Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0737
To my surprise the more light broke through, and with it just a bit of color. Hidden Heron I was prepared to take this image and call it a day.
And almost before I could keep up with it the sky went from pinks to reds as the sunset light broke through. Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0756
And from there the colors got more and more intense. The color is so intense in the last few images that it doesn't actually display well on any normal monitor. For the geeks out there, some of the reds are outside of the sRGB color space, and most monitors don't even display all of sRGB.
Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0778 Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0780 Coyote_Hills_Sunset-0782 Despite my gray attitude, I had set out, to quote Ps. 27:5, "...[t]o behold the beauty of the LORD” (Psalms 27:4 NAS95) on a gray day with no color. I was surprised that God revealed a bit of that beauty in the intense fire reds of a sunset.
Keywords: Coyote Hills Regional Park
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