In February, black and tones of white, grey, and brown dominate the palette. It becomes necessary to look deeply and far for colour. This barn and shed well off the road added some welcome reds to the scene.
Category: Landscape
Sun-dogs
Hurrying to work one day, I looked over my shoulder at the sunrise. This scene called to me, I was compelled to stop and admire this awesomely, breathtakingly beautiful sight. Compelled to give thanks for this work of art that I was blessed to see and to share with you.
Stark
Snow and teasel. Black and white.
Red Sky
Sunrise, February 11.
Ice, St. Clair River
Trees and sun
When my desired subject – Bald Eagles – were not in sight I changed my focus, instead of wallowing in disappointment. On a bitter cold day I found beauty in this scene. It’s good to be adaptable to changing conditions.
Taken with the PlayBook
We had quite a snowstorm Sunday night, about a foot fell. After shoveling a path to the street Faye and I did not retire to the couch, admiring the scene from afar and bemoaning the awfulness event. Instead, we got our snowshoes out. During our outing this scene greeted us. It looks sere, lifeless. It was full of activity, movement.The cedar trees sighing in the wind, the wind blowing over the snow, snow moving along the ground, crows flying and cawing. Faye and I in the scene, taking in the sights and sounds.
Full of life.
Greetings
A stand of teasel greets a glorious dawn. I’m very glad to have made time to stop, drink in this marvellous scene, and to share it with you.
Graced
A night of clear sky and no wind created perfect conditions for a morning frost. This teasel seed head was artfully graced with a light cloak of white.
Fence, field, and bush
A fence leads the eye straight back to a bush blurred by falling snow.
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