Softens and blurs

Late on a winter afternoon, wind-driven rain softens and blurs the landscape.

Edited to add: I will take my usual internet fast Wednesday night, so no post then. Wishing you, dear reader, a pleasant Wednesday.

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Wreathed

On a winter day, a country road is wreathed in fog.

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Awaits

During an absolutely calm and foggy aftrnoon, an old windmill awaits the next breeze.

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A good day

Some folks may describe this image as depicting a gloomy day. To me it was good to be able to take this photo, know the palpable difference between today’s temperature, -1, and last Wednesday’s temperature of -10 with a stiff wind blowing, to have made it another year. It was and is a good day.

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Caution is advised

Wintry rural road, icy in spots . . . unplowed cornfield on one side . . . eight foot deep ditch on the other side.

Caution is advised.

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Stubble

After a few days of not shaving, my face feels a little like how this field of corn stubble looks.

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Austere beauty

Winters’ austere beauty has arrived – perhaps a little early by the calendar, at the right time for the season. Even during a -8 afternoon there is something to admire. Here it was the delicate shadings of grey, green, and off white.

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Lowering

The lowering sky brings a promise of snow, beginning tonight and lasting through Sunday. Forecasts suggest up to 20cm. That’s fine, we will be snug, cooking and baking, foraying out to shovel as we need, keeping the bird feeders full, walking the pups.

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Counterpoint

In a scene of soft green, brown, and grey-blue with a dash of white, a red farm shed makes a vivid counterpoint.dscf9339-copy

 

A thought

Sometimes we get caught up in the frenzy of the moment. Sometimes we need to step back, look at and consider the larger picture.

No matter the outcome of the US election, however all of the thousands of contests turn out, no matter when the contest for president is decided, tonight – or tomorrow, or whenever – the United States will still exist. As will its citizens.

As will fields, sky, mountains, trees, birds.

Life will go on.

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