Lake Temp. 51 F.
Ghetto temp. 41 F.
Island tmp. 39 F. Yesterday's L/H: 40/50 F.
Current conditions: Relatively clear starry night. Blush of wind from the East to North East.
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Given the extra hour added to the day, the Caretaker decided it was time to go play, and so off to Log Bay to leave behind all worried concerns, upon the land he went to go rambling about any which way. The Sunset photo for this post was take from over on the East shore at the North mouth of Log bay. It was a grand day of hiking, however, since the Caretaker has other business to attend to he's thinking he will save the details for his other blog, when it posts he will be sure to let you know.
Now, for a description of, irisation (although by now many of you will have probably long since lost interest, and more importantly, with all the build up and false starts, this will probably be a let down) but never the less, here goes:
So the Caretaker his driving along, minding his own business when he spots a colorful curiosity in the sky, so he pulls off to the shoulder so he may get a better look. The irisation was occurring upon the clouds on either side of the Sun, but the irisation was only visible upon the clouds in the immediate vicinity of the Sun. As stated prior, while viewing without sunglasses the glare from the Sun was too overpowering to see the effect of the irisation. What the Caretaker would do is alternate between holding is hand up to block the direct light of the Sun and look to either side, or he would position his head so as that the driver's side support post for the roof of his car would serve to block the direct light of the Sun. When doing either of these two things, and while wearing his sunglasses, the irisation was clear as day.
Upon the clouds were all the colors of the rainbow, marbled about in no particular order, or at least none that the Caretaker could discern. All of these colors shimmered like mother of pearl. Another comparison would be like some of the colors seen on chrome exhaust pipes getting hot for the first time. Or, much like those newfangled paint jobs all the kids down in Lodi, N.J. are having applied to their "hot rods", the kind that shifts color as your perspective changes. In other words, a metallic glimmering that speckled all throughout the clouds catching and reflecting the sunlight all throughout, it was a mother of pearl that glowed. All the colors from a rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet with the addition of white and black (white from the cloud itself and black from shadows of the cloud. All the colors of the rainbow were there but there were also varying shades of many of the colors of the rainbow, reds, greens, blues, all varying from light to dark and in between, and there was more than violet, there were a few patches of distinct purple, all of the standard colors of the rainbow and then some, all mingled about, shimmering and dancing upon these clouds. It was like two giant colorful palettes on either side of the Sun, perhaps the sort of palettes that Jackson Pollock would have used if he worked in mother of pearl, that is if he even used palettes (Did he? When you just throw paint, why bother with a palette?) Anyway, one of the great things about this is that there were all of these colors, so vibrant, so bright, so shiny, so intense, but not a touch of the gaudy like there is with neon.
So there it is, two rainbow filled palettes, and then some, floating upon either side of the Sun, shining bright colors, applied to the constant blue background rarely seen upon the sky. Too bad the Caretaker didn't have his camera with him, however, chances are he would have probably needed a special filter to capture the irisation. He does have one filter that might have done the trick, but probably not, the only other option would have been to hold his sunglasses in front of the lens, but that probably would not have worked so well. Either way, the irisation actually lasted for quite a while, the Caretaker was able to view it all the way up until around exit 21 on the Norhway, at that point the sun had fallen behind the mountaintops. It's a shame the Caretaker didn't put two and two together, if he did he would have found a pleasant place to stop and watch the irisation for as long as it was to be visible. Oh, well, there is always next time.
Ha. Not likely there will be a next time.
--The Caretaker
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