Although Yosemite Park is my next-door neighbor, I have not been there this year. Friedhelm suggested to visit the park. First, we stopped by some waterfall. Naturally, it’s too early to have the mighty roaring falls.
Next, we were hiking in knee-deep snow along the Merced River and trying to capture the reflection of the nearby trees in the water.
From the same location, we could see the rocky valley walls lifting up to a line of trees.
Also, the beautiful mountain top was shining in the afternoon sunlight.
Next, we went to the Horsetail waterfall. Apparently, around this time of the year, the sun, just before setting, casts the waterfall into a yellow glow. Here, an image one hour before sunset, everything looked fine, but clouds were moving in.
Well, the clouds moved in and obscured the sky. The sun went down. But, just a bit after that, the clouds broke open just a bit and the red light from the sunset illuminated the waterfall. I have not seen this phenomenon before and although it can be easily explained by physics, it surely was a magical moment. Friedhelm got the same image standing close by. Here, the Nikon version of it.
