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Le ciel est bleu, l’enfer est rouge
This post not endorsed by the Union Nationale nor any other political party, for that matter.
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Indigo Thread
A hue’s progress.
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The Antidote
It’s been one of those winters. Here in Ottawa, snow has been on the ground since November 12 and we haven’t seen the grass since. I have about 1m of snow in my backyard; in the front yard, the snowploughs and snow blowers and shovels have conspired to creat a 2-3m high mass. We can’t see the street from our living room.
Late winter is always gray and dreary. The pristine white of fresh snow yields to the greys and beiges of melting snow mixed with pollution.
To top it off, yesterday we got a freak storm that dropped about 10cm of wet, heavy snow in about an hour.
Sure, it’s pretty again, but really? Enough.
In protest of Mother Nature’s capriciousness I present to you an antidote to snow. Enjoy.
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Blue before the Blue Hour
The blue hour is the period of twilight in the morning or evening, during the civil and nautical stages, when the Sun is at a significant depth below the horizon and residual, indirect sunlight takes on a predominantly blue shade.
Turns out you don’t need to wait for the blue hour to get some serious blues. I went out for a walk after work today to stretch my legs and work out my shutter finger.
Arguably, this was the Golden Hour, but I’m not a stickler for that kind of thing. There’s something about the quality of the blue in the winter sky here in Ottawa that you just don’t get at any other time of the year.
Combine a crisp, cold, (almost) cloudless sky with a low winter sun and great things happen.
Shot with the Fujifilm X100F and processed in Capture One Pro.
Câline de blues
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A blue sky is something to be celebrated at this time of year. It’s all too rare.
They say you get the blues when you’re down; I find blue in the right places uplifting. Liberating. Light.
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