Flanked by a traffic sign, a ragged file of hydro poles marches into the fog.

Flanked by a traffic sign, a ragged file of hydro poles marches into the fog.

A young tree reaches up to embrace blue sky and white clouds.

It was good to stop, photograph, give thanks for being blessed with a bit of sun and blue sky after such a dark month.

An elm stretches toward the sun, the clouds, and the blue, blue sky.
I will return Thursday evening. Until then, blessings.

Lines plowed into a field lead to a farm house, outbuildings, and bush.

An unexpected, appreciated, break in the cloud deck made for a bright sky and dark landscape

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.

A rank of trees almost disappears into the fog.

A recent, extraordinarily foggy afternoon led me to feel cosy and thoughtful during the trip home.

A tree stands in a mid-January mild spell, awaiting the next blows Winter chooses to fling.
