Before a background of green and blue, a weathered grey barn floats on an ocean of gold.

Before a background of green and blue, a weathered grey barn floats on an ocean of gold.

One thing I love about living in flat land country is how big the sky is. I have heard that Montana styles itself as big sky country. While Montana is undoubtedly a beautiful part of the world, I think that southwest Ontario is also big sky country.

In the flatlands, the sky stretches virtually if not completely from horizon to horizon. The immensity, the feeling, of it cannot be captured in one regular image.

Two hallmarks of of flatland scenery. The eye, mind, and spirit can feast on the simplicity and immensity of the landscape.

You may recall that I photographed this tree last fall and Faye suggested visiting it during succeeding seasons. Today was a good day to visit in winter, and look at it from a slightly different angle. It was perhaps the most wintry day of the season so far. A light blanket of snow drapes the cornfield; the only thing I could not capture was the -9C temperature and roughly -15C wind chill. Winter, indeed.
I will revisit sometime in the spring.

A dawn paints marvellous pastel colours on the sky.

This shed, perhaps not used by humans, is almost certainly used.

The glory of sunrise. The glory of a new day, a beginning. Everything is possible.

A late fall morning begins gently, softly, peacefully, beautifully.
