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We had a gorgeous Sky all day yesterday. While I relate many of my photographs to songs coming from my satellite radio, I followed these clouds to the tune of an argument going on between two friends in my car. Skies happen for a reason. For me, the mere sight of what's happening above us is meant to draw us away from ourselves and our struggles. I clung to my sky, and my Nikon, for the best reason I knew of ... it's never going to look this way again. And it's just for you, with love from The Prairie.There are skies. There are people. There are arguments and there is harmony. It's all there at Sky Watch Friday. And we are watching it for you all the way around the World.
I'm good at stumbling upon cool stuff. I'm always looking for cool stuff. But I couldn't have found this. It just was ... all because I took the time to pull off of Interstate 29 and head east on a country road. I was following a bank of clouds that looked like the Ocean. Then I found a cemetery, a mysterious house, and a beautifully wild field of harvested corn.But this ... all I did was brave the wind and point my camera towards the Sun. And Jim Morrison was wailing on about his L.A. Woman. At http://www.skyley.blogspot.com you will find a visual litany of our world's skies. Some from one corner and some from another. All have people behind them with good MoJo.
I love my trees. At the northwest corner they come together to protrude out into the rich black snow covered soil. I stopped for this -7 degrees photograph just as the sun was about to go down beyond them. The things I do for love ... and other people around the World are doing them too at http://www.skyley.blogspot.com
It's been wicked cold here on The Prairie. I've been taking photos of things that look the part. This little building was once a Sinclair gas station here in town. The Dinosaur was phased out in 1969 when Atlantic Richfield bought Sinclair ... big mistake. Who "dumps" a Dinosaur ? It was -8 degrees when I snapped the Dinosaur and his door:
It may be cold skies here on The Prairie, but at Sky Watch Friday you'll find warm ones too. We're here to remind you to look up. And while you're doing so, don't miss what's in the trees.
The Earth and Sky meet with the mere hint of a break between the two. The shelter belt is still, yet there is life ... Pheasants, Rabbits, and perhaps a few Blue Jays who didn't care to venture South. Many of my favorite photographs say it best by saying nothing at all. I leave it up to you to find it's beauty and meaning.See what your World is saying, or not, at Sky Watch Friday.
Many of you know the work of Yann Arthus Bertrand in the Earth From Above Series. I own the book of 366 Days. It sits open at the table on my sun porch where I turn the page each day, considering the photographs and their location. It's my way of traveling to exotic lands.I took this photograph of the rising sun through a thin sheet of ice outside the window of my east facing back door. Fortunately I have another back door, this one allowing access to the setting sun from my porch. I keep a close watch on these ever changing ice patterns and the colors in the sky as they splay out behind them.You have many different friends around the world who are clamoring for your attention in many different ways at http://www.skyley.blogspot.com It's our way of helping you to keep your eye on the sky.
Time is something I obsess about when things aren't going well. I either have an overabundance of time or a lack thereof. The study of Time is called Horology and in 2012 that's my plan ... to study it so I can make better use of it.
Happy New Year 2012 from Kellers On The Prairie. Be safe tonight.
Good Morning World. The Catholic Church in Henry, South Dakota got a brand spankin' new red metal roof this fall. Talk about sharp ... I love it.Merry Christmas from The Prairie. Around the world we are all looking for Santa at Sky Watch Friday.
We had a gorgeous Sky all day yesterday. While I relate many of my photographs to songs coming from my satellite radio, I followed these clouds to the tune of an argument going on between two friends in my car. 
