A recent very, very foggy morning with visibility around 100 meters, sometimes less, made for a dicey drive to work.
As does this road end, so do all roads end.
It’s good to appreciate the journey, and the world you travel through.
An empty country road unrolls in front of me on a warm late summer day.
The view down a county road dissolves into invisibility.
The nearly full moon caught my eye this morning. The brisk crosswind which caught my arms and legs made it impossible to hold the camera steady.
Flanked by a traffic sign, a ragged file of hydro poles marches into the fog.
Grey clouds dominate a late January landscape.
I try to be grateful for this season’s muted colours. I’m forced to look more closely to find beauty now and will be more appreciative of the colours of late winter and spring blooms.
Wishing you a good Wednesday. I will be back Thursday.
Wintry rural road, icy in spots . . . unplowed cornfield on one side . . . eight foot deep ditch on the other side.
Caution is advised.