End of the Day

Ross Colonial Cemetery, a pre-Revolutionary family burial ground at the edge of a cliff that has overlooked the valley for milennia, at sunset on an autumn afternoon.
Copyright (c) 2015 Bernadette E. Kazmarski
The Enchanted Allée


The Enchanted Allée
The rows of sycamores leads me off into the colors.
Below is a gallery of all the winter sunset images.

















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The Road Home


The Road Home
Who wouldn’t follow those swashes of color?
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End of the World


End of the World
The sky certainly was dramatic, and the bare tree in the center brought home the idea. My smartphone doesn’t zoom well, so below it’s a little soft.

End of the World
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I Chased a Sunset


I Chased a Sunset
…and it disappeared over the edge
and took a piece of my soul with it.
Really, on the way home from a quick errand to a shopping center I encountered a stunning winter sunset just beginning to color and decided to take a detour through a local park to see it in progress. All I had was my smartphone which doesn’t handle colors and contrasts at all well, but decided I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
The sunset had me racing over acres of the park which is on a ridge over a valley, just the perfect setting to watch the sun drop below the far horizon with both trees as a foreground, and then nothing but sky. I’ll be featuring a few others, and maybe a slideshow or something.
Below is a gallery of all the winter sunset images.

















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Red Sunset


Red Sunset
What a way to end a gray day.
I was lucky to catch this. I live just far enough down an east-facing hill that I can’t see any sunsets, and can only guess from what little bit I see nearly directly overhead. When I see the sky with a bit of color, I know there’s even more on the western horizon and run to the top of the hill. Usually, when I do this, I get there just in time.
And after all the years I’ve been catching sunsets from this vantage, I’ve finally made my peace with the tree. In fact, I think its lacy character adds to the composition.
No sunsets are as brilliant as a late autumn or winter sunset. It almost makes up for sunset at 4:50 p.m.
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Last Day of the Year


Last Day of the Year
This photo hardly captures the essence of this stunning sunset, but I’m glad I caught at least this much of it, taken on the last day of December, 2005.
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Settling Into Evening


Settling Into Evening
Sunset fading orange casts a warm glow on snow-covered rooftops and streets; shadows tinge violet. Houses, mill and more houses march across the valley in courses, filling from one hill to the next.
Flying Into the Sunset


Flying Into the Sunset
Fine snow in the air just after a snow squall softens the sunset as a blue jay is silhouetted against the light show.
This is taken from the same spot as the red sunset from a few days ago. Each sunset is beautiful in its own right.
Rich Winter Sunset


Rich Winter Sunset
The light was fleeting but breathtaking, the little lights of streets and houses set in the velvet of valley in darkness, the tree branches, buds already swelling, silhouetted in deep indigo against the scarlet of the end of day.
I saw it happening as I sat at my desk and ran to the top of the hill, almost too late.
Good Night Little Town


“Good Night Little Town”
Tonight’s sunset reminded me of this photo I took several years ago from a ridge above Carnegie PA. It’s one of my favorite places to observe the sunset or incoming storms, and the valley includes nearly all of Carnegie. In this view you can see the snow-covered rooftops of houses, businesses and industrial buildings with a slight violet glow and the winding course of Chartiers Creek reflecting the pale aqua of the sky as it meanders through town and the sun slowly sets on a bitter cold winter evening. Tonight’s sunset looked like this, even down to the snow on the rooftops, but I couldn’t get to this vantage point in time to get the photo. Still, I wanted to share this moment; I’ve never posted this image on Today before.
“Good Night Little Town” is one of 14 images of Carnegie PA in my exhibit, “Carnegie Painted”
Song Sparrow at Dusk


Song Sparrow at Dusk
A few birds always gather at dusk to find their last meal for the night, and there is always enough seed on the ground for them to feed, dangerous though it is. One little song sparrow balances on a branch near the ground to scout for the best spot before dropping down to eat. A male and female sparrow joined him in the gathering darkness.
I’ve always liked a song sparrow’s little round and striped body. Below is the same song sparrow in a view from the front.

Song Sparrow
Reaching Sunset


Reaching Sunset
This was today’s sunset, not the gaudy one in Last Light of Day, but this explains why I was following it. All those little wisps of clouds became so dramatic, sunrays lifting here and there, it was quite the show.
The Last Light of Day


The Last Light of Day
Each headstone is touched by the last light of day.
One of the times I wish I had had my DSLR with me instead of the little pocket digital which really couldn’t handle the subtleties of this image. The sunset was not so garish and tropical-looking and the headstones had more detail, but you can imagine the peace and quiet in this scene. I was following the sunset as I drove around for errands, and saw this coming up on the road ahead of me, pulled over and got the best shot I could.
This is Chartiers Cemetery in East Carnegie, southwest of Pittsburgh. Established in 1863 during the Civil War as a public burial ground it tells many stories. In the center a slender white line is the flagpole; they lowered the flag shortly after I took this photo. Slightly to the right of that the tall slender gray figure is the monument to the Civil War dead, and around them the veterans’ section of the cemetery.
Sunset With Twisted Trees

Suddenly, the trees are bare. The framework of stark and wandering branches which had faithfully held the leaves since spring is revealed to be as interesting as the tree in full leaf.
Early winter sunsets are breathtaking.
Afterglow

Sunsets are always colorful at the end of a rainy day.
Below is a panorama of the entire horizon I created from four individual images.
Vanilla Ice Cloud, 2011
Doesn’t this cloud look like a bowl of vanilla ice cream? I’ve left a little bit of foliage and a building roof in for scale.
And who could call it “white”?
Big clouds like this have such depth and hold and reflect so much light and shadow, especially at this moment when they are catching the last rays of the sun before it sets below the horizon, reflecting the sunset in their own manner.
At Sunset in the Woods, 2010

Sometimes camera shots abstract themselves. I was walking in the woods as the sun went down, and as the sun glowed brighter and brighter just over the horizon, it flared through the branches. I have an entire series of these, but this was my favorite.
Sunset

It’s not the best photo—I only had my little point and shoot—and I couldn’t find a space in the sky with no wires, but I had to photograph it nonetheless. It unfolded over the space of at least 30 minutes, each moment lovelier than the last.