Bowing in deference to the summer’s prevailing south wind, this tree leans into, against, winters’ north wind and snow.
Tag: winter landscape
Asleep
The St. Clair River is asleep, waiting for spring – or at least a lengthy thaw.
Blustered
Winter blustered for the past two days, threatening dire consequences if we dared forget its presence and power.
Reaches
A young tree reaches up to embrace blue sky and white clouds.
Awaiting
A tree stands in a mid-January mild spell, awaiting the next blows Winter chooses to fling.
Real world
We went on a hike on a fine day recently. Always good to get into the real world.
Fog-wrapped dawn
Sometimes, fog forms as relatively warm air slowly moves over the late winter snowpack. The results can be magical.
Winter walk
We walked the cattle dogs Saturday afternoon. The sun was out, it was breezy, and about -5C – balmy compared to the brutal temperatures and winds of he past few days.
Stella surveys the open field behind the high school. She loves running free and has good recall, but on this day we decided to go off our regular route and for that reason I kept her leashed.
Light and shadow
Grasses, bent by the prevailing wind, gently waved as the breeze flowed around them.
Shadows and light. And Stella.
Achilles found something worth investigating.
Friday’s gale-force winds blew snow around the tombstones in Dresden’s largest cemetery, which we enjoy walking through. The snowdrifts’ shapes and patterns were, are, beautiful.
It was a largely pleasant and enjoyable stroll. We occasionally had to make our way through drifts a foot deep and more, and the breeze flung snow in our faces as we turned into the wind to make our way home. It’s good to get outside though, to appreciate the wonder of the winter landscape, and when done to doubly appreciate our comfortable, snug little home.
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