What Orbs Look Like at 55mph
Driving home from Alpine, Arizona it’s finally dark enough to open the window and take some flash photos hoping for orbs.
Yucca stalk with Orbs
Now this is fun, trying to synchronize my flash with the yucca stalks I see coming our way.
Yuccas and the Orbs
Orb and the Bush
Sometimes you can really perceive the depth of the orb.
My neighborhood orbs, we’re almost home, slowing around the hairpin turn.
Home at last. The agave is beginning to bloom. And good old triangle orb is on the upper left as usual.
Blue and Yellow Orbs
It was a quiet evening for orbs in the woods. At about 9:30 p.m. the dog and I went out to see if we could find something of interest on a moonless night.
The orbs are there, but in silent repose.
Orbs in Branches
But still, when you find a wonder, are we to complain that it’s not wonderful enough?
Power line Orb
When questing orbs that remain elusive, they can often be found hovering over power lines.
Who and what are orbs? Are they the will-o-wisps of yore? They do seem to have the sentience ascribed to them by Dr. Klaus Heinemann, a Stanford University professor of physics. All I know is that they are a mystery of pure delight.
First Orb of the Evening
Going out into the night to see if orbs will appear, I center myself in quietness. This image made me smile at first flash. I now see a second orb of blue in the tree branches.
Faint Orb on Left
It was a night of solo orbs, some pairs floating above the tree tops. I chose this photo simply because I like that craggy branch on the right.
Feels Like Christmas Orbs
Looks like the party of orbs shifted this evening from the forest to the woods bordering the road. I count about 40 in this photo.
One photo more and the party has dispersed. Could the bright orb in this image be the same that was higher in the center of the party photo?
I’ll be orb questing again tonight. I recommend that you do the same.
Stepping out in the night, I walked to a clearing and questioned my senses as to where the orbs were gathered. Left, at the forest’s edge, the deepest black of the moonless woods. Pointing my camera upward, with my flash set to fire, I paused and inserted myself into the silence. Pressing the button half way, the square auto focus set it’s finder on my black screen. We’re working blindly. Press the button down all the way and the sky illuminates in bright flashes: the orbs appear.
Canopy with Orbs
Whether or not orbs can be found, and there are at least a couple in the above photo, just shooting blindly into the darkness, then seeing what lights up in the night, is an exercise in trust and wonder.
Close-up on Orb
When I do get a really bright orb, I look at the pattern within the orb. Using the tools in a simple photo program, adjusting the contrast to low and the shadow to high, brings out more details and often more orbs into view. Zoom in on this photo to see the halo of blue and gold.
I’ll be out again tonight. We’ll see how the orbs respond to my quest.
Orbs at First Sight
Once again I’m on a quest for orbs. Easy enough to do if you simply step outside the cabin door, point your camera skyward and take a flash photo.
However, once I’ve taken that first simple photo, the orbs go into hiding. Leaving one behind as a sort of scout to figure out what this invasion of flash photography was all about.
Distant Orb is Not the Moon
So, with the orbs playing peek-a-boo, it’s time to just enjoy pointing the camera into the darkness, and see what trees will become illuminated in the night.
Ah, the orbs are back. Perhaps having their picture taken wasn’t so alarming after all.
Smoke and Orbs
Always a pretty sight to find orbs drifting through the fireplace smoke.
I’ll be questing for orbs again tonight, might as well since the dog needs a walk before bedtime. For those of you who are new to orbs, or would like a reminder as to what the great scientific minds have been speculating as to the nature of orbs, here’s a link to an earlier post:
It has been too long since I went questing for orbs, but with a friend in town we treated ourselves to a flash adventure on the town.
Neighborly greetings were shared with the orbs.
A castle entrance highlighted passing orbs.
Orbs flocked to the Mermaid Castle ponds.
A vacant lot not so vacant.
Revisiting a favorite haunt of orbs and friends.
Electrical lines humming with orbs.
Murmuring orbs in trees say goodnight.
Thank goodness for friends who say yes! to an evening’s quest for orbs.
Although I think about questing for orbs every once and awhile, and I would love to share that delight with you, it seems that painting has captured my questing spirit these days… Salutations to you all from my painting blog….