As I was driving home tonight a flock of Brent geese flew through the sunset. In a few days they will be heading north to the Baltic and Siberia, foretelling of the advance of winter. The visual image of mare’s tails across the red-gold glow had me thinking of the importance of reading the sky on my walking and canoeing trips and also in my photography. Here is a small collection of two-third sky landscapes.
I notice that these photographs have all been taken during the golden hours of dawn and dusk.