Dense fog transforms a stand of teasel across the road into a suggestion, a dream, an Impressionist painting.
Tag: blessed
Conjured
A bit of greenery wears diamonds, treasures of dew conjured from thin air. It’s important to make time and effort to see the small things right underneath us.
Welcome
A tangle of weeds, a snow covered field, and a distant bush welcome the morning light.
A lovely afternoon
A little over 8 centimeters of snow fell yesterday; some in the morning and the rest during the evening. Today has been a very lovely day with fresh snow, a brisk breeze, and a lot of sun which raised the temperature to about -1C. So we posed for a self-portrait with our hoop tunnel, inside which are the last of our garden greens.
Bright
Sunlight glinting off mid-level clouds adds cheerful colour to a morning.
Grey
Today was a fall day, cool with rain, low clouds, a north breeze. It would be easy to classify today as an unhappy, depressing, bad day.
I prefer to not think that way. It’s a fall day, grey, drizzly, a good day to give thanks for being alive.
thanks for and to look forward to sunny days.
Ahhhhhh . . .
Sunshine, a warm day, and grass. What more does a dog need? It’s good to be a dog.
It’s also good to have a dog.
Dawn, calming vista
Paw
Stella’s paw . . . leaving an invisible mark on the grass and a tangible one in, on, my heart.
Morning, dawn
I have loved stopping during my morning commute to drink in, absorb, photograph, and share the amazing vistas I’ve been blessed to see. I’ve not shared those morning views for some time and there is a good reason. For over a month I’ve commuted to work in the dark. It’s still a restful contemplative time for me. Unfortunately there isn’t much to see and share. Once at work I cannot stop to see, to share.
Reverting to Daylight Standard Time this weekend may bring a little light back to my commute, to my posts. For this post, here’s a view from early August.
Sometimes the most restful and contemplative views are within us, if we can look within.
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