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Some time ago I posted a similar shot, taken at a similar time, of who I think are the same pair. The difference is of course in the colour. Maybe someone of a more scientific bent can explain to me why this morning displayed a golden hue, and the previous shot was of a pinkish tendency.

Now, I happen to like today's photo a little bit more than the one of a month ago. Now I want to know which one you like better?

Why?
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smudgeon said…
The clouds never look quite real at this time of year, do they? Like a giant painted background for a film set.

Like.

I think low intensity burns for forestry & fuel reduction purposes help our sunsets during autumn/winter - you never see the Hazards at Freycinet looking as pink as the postcards would have you believe outside of the fire-permit-free period...
24 April 2009 at 09:10
KL said…
I like this one better because of the dramatic clouds.
24 April 2009 at 10:04
Anonymous said…
I don't have the pink answer but I love this photo. I wonder,.. the trees on the ridge seem sparce. Was that the result of a fire, or they're Eukes or ?
24 April 2009 at 10:40
Sandra Leigh said…
Just stopped by to say hello - I prefer today's photo because of its colour.
24 April 2009 at 13:55
Roddy said…
I do believe I like the original post, if only for clarity of purpose.
The blues also seem more subtle.
24 April 2009 at 14:43
Mrsupole said…
I sometimes wonder if it is just the computer screen. This one really had a lot of pink and almost no gold. So maybe I should check out my other computer screen and see if it is different.

God bless.
24 April 2009 at 15:05
Ronda Laveen said…
Missed the one month ago but I really like this one. I can almost hear the water lapping and the wind a whisperin'.
24 April 2009 at 15:23
yournotalone said…
This one is warm and cozy - I like it.

Stop using the Photoshop - here I reversed this photo back to original pink atmosphere:D:D:D http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/4250/havingapaddle.jpg
24 April 2009 at 17:27
yournotalone said…
You know I did not mean it - about the photoshop?
24 April 2009 at 17:28
Kris McCracken said…
Me, we’d get some great shots if they didn’t do the fuel reduction burns!
24 April 2009 at 18:20
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadenaadjacent.com, they’d be eucalypts, and it’s all former farmland I think.
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Sandra, I must be right!
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, trust you to be contrarian!
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Mrsupole, my work screen is slightly different to my home one. Something about the orange that I can’t quite match.
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Ronda, it was very still both mornings.
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, I don’t think that I used PS with this one. It was the far more pissy Microsoft Picture Manager.
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, it’s that cruel Latvian humour! ;)

Kārlis Padegs was famous for it!
24 April 2009 at 18:21
Chrisy said…
Can't find the other shot but love this one...the lines on the water in particular...
24 April 2009 at 18:23
Kris McCracken said…
Chrissy, click the link and that will get you there!
24 April 2009 at 18:30
Kitty said…
hm. I like this one better, too.
There's more contrast to it, more zing.

I'm not sure why the colors change. Probably has to do with the sunrise.
24 April 2009 at 22:11
yournotalone said…
Sorry
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Well, I appreciate you know Mr Padegs more than I do:)
25 April 2009 at 10:11
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, refraction of light, that's all I know!
28 April 2009 at 11:49
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, poor Padegs!
28 April 2009 at 11:49
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