Celebrating the season - a cross of frost crystals, backlit on the window.
While shooting the Aurora on the 30th, I also captured a photo a UFO (above and left of the moon). If you look closely you can see the green hull of the craft at the apex of the exhaust plume. The solar flares, concentrated by the Earth's magnetic field, are a good source of particles for fuel.
The Universe Displayed
Few things in life uplift the soul or deflate the ego more than seeing the heavens on a clear night.
In silence so still as the first night of creation, I stood and watched the sky fires dance - Then the sang, wolves in front of me, wolves to the right of me, wolves behind me howled and moaned (sorry A. L. T.). I listened to their song - and then again silence. A single thought crossed my mind - Its not the wolves you hear that are the danger - its the wolves you don't hear.
Alone, I stood on the lake, watching the the Aurora dance in front of the Milk Way and Andromeda. Then, behind me, on the shore, a sound broke the silence - a large animal huffing and snorting. The hair rose on the back of my neck - I was not alone. Quickly I packed my gear and retreated to the safety of home. In the northern night, man is not the top of the food chain.
Starway to Heaven
The Milky Way over the Aurora. Northern Minnesota, away from the light pollution of more populated areas, is among the best places in the country to watch spectacular visions of the night.
Candle in the Night
On November 10, 1975, the Edmond Fitzgerald sailed into the Lake Superior night carrying a load of iron ore pellets bound for the Lower Lakes. During the night she was caught in a fierce gail and sunk - all hands were lost. Each year, on the anniversary of that tragedy, the light at Split Rock Lighthouse on the Lake's northshore is lit in honor and remembrance of the crew. May they rest in peace.
The northern lights rained down with colors so bright as to be visible through the gathering twilight.
Fleur de Lis
In purple and green and white, the aurora burst directly overhead like some celestial flower.
Like feathered ribbons in a celestial wind, the aurora danced through the twilight
I have lived in northern Minnesota for may years and photography has been a hobby. For the most part, I carried a camera with me almost everywhere I went and took photos whenever an opportunity arose. Lately, however, I have begun planned photo excursions to capture specific subjects.