Another sign that the season is turning, the first significant snow. It’s beautiful to see, though the cold – minus 14 wind chill – is unseasonable and biting. It’s good to experience such cold. Makes me feel more alive and much more grateful to have a snug home.
Tendrils of snow fall through the evening sky, evaporating before reaching ground level.
An old, weatherbeaten shed takes on a ruddy glow in late afternoon sun.
While the time change can be discombobulating, it can also bring a photographer new opportunities. I was unlikely to have captured this image before ‘falling back’.
It’s good to appreciate new opportunities, though they my be clothed in inconvenience.
A soothing end to the day.
A sublime sunrise blesses a harvested field dusted with frost.
As our warm days slip away, replaced by more seasonal single digit (Celsius) temperatures, this bush provides one more burst of glory before the leaves fall.
What a wonderful time of year.
Itself unevenly split by faraway clouds, the rising sun unevenly splits the difference between two trees.
Between the monochrome of the harvested soybean field and the varied blue-greys of the clouds, beautifully bright fall colour.
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