Usually the roar of the propane catches my attention, but this morning the Counting Crows and our closed windows sealed off the sound. Luckily I glanced out the back just as they were floating by.
Usually the roar of the propane catches my attention, but this morning the Counting Crows and our closed windows sealed off the sound. Luckily I glanced out the back just as they were floating by.
smiling Dan
Michael, that is one stunning photograph.
michael
Maybe, but we need one of the Jen(nifer)s to check-in to see if it’s true.
anon
I’m no Jen(nifer), but I find that picture full of joy.
jennifer
To see if what’s true? Wouldn’t BirdBrain be more useful?
michael
To see if true is true.
jennifer
I still don’t get it. I mean, yes, I’ve been up in a hot air balloon twice. And I teach about density differences and I teach about the atmosphere. And I live somewhat near where you do, so I could potentially have noticed if balloons were going over. (I didn’t notice.) But I really have no idea. I am pretty fascinated by the blue of these photos lately–that moon one, and this one.
BirdBrain
Great photo, Michael. Those ballons woke me up too…and the noise (which sounds, to me, like the noise a waking dragon would make!) set Jill running for cover. I tried to take a photo — but nothing I took came close to capturing the true colors as your photo did (does?). (apologies to D. for poor sentence structure!)
michael
I was lucky we had clear blue skies for both of those shots, and I raced to get the balloon against the clearest and the bluest part. As you can see, there were clouds.
jennifer
Wow. That makes it much more impressive. So, how early were you Counting Crows?
Jen
And Jennifer, Michael means that we are the true barometers of stunning. HA!
michael
In my private thoughts I think of you both as insurrectionists.
Jen
“Insurrectionist: rebellers against the government or rulers of a country, often involving armed conflict”
Yes, it’s true, all except the armed part, but with plenty of conflict. And it saddens me just a little, but not too much.
jennifer
Ich bin sprachlos. (That’s pretty much the only German I recall. I guess I remember it because saying it makes it an oxymoron — but saying it in one’s native language is worse.)