Far Away Hill in the Morning Fog; All is Dark
75 Foot Tree Flanked with Climbing Ivy (Still Green)
like the outdoor color that awaits me. As I leave the door I surmise
that this is a warm winter day. It is wet but not too awfully cold for this walk.
The well muted color in the wood all around is causing me to forget--
what summer's dense greenery even looked like.
As I turn back for home, I lift my weighted feet up the hill.
Plop, plop, go my own feet, heavy on the pavement.
Enjoying your photographs SO much--gray, snow, morning, festival of color...
ReplyDeleteGail,
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much! I just popped over to your blog!
lg :-)
That is so lovely - you have a lovely place to walk, lg.
ReplyDeleteThank you Lynn, Yes, I truly do.
ReplyDeleteThere's something sobering about winter's palette, isn't there? Especially these times between...when winter doesn't seem especially eager to take hold. Gorgeous shots, lg. Always love your photography.
ReplyDeleteKaunista kuvausta maisemassa...
ReplyDeleteMestarillista 'näkemystä'...
Tervehtien Eko
Suomi/Lapland/Kuusamo
Eko,
ReplyDeletekiitos! I hope that is right as I don't speak Finnish. Thank you for visiting this site!!!
lg :-)