The mid-December sun, traveling low across southern sky casts long shadows on the icey blue face of a small pond and gently lights the landscape beyond. Decembers light is like no other and helps me keep track of the time like no wall calendar or wristwatch can.
I think there is a geology lesson, or three, to be learned here. Looking out towards the Absaroka mountains along the backbone of earth cracked open from the forces within.
A quiet morning where the river meets the sea. All is good. The grass is green, the rain has stoped and life in many forms hauled up on the beech to spend a quiet day.
A monochrome afternoon on monochrome late November day. The air had a bit of chill and the sky full of cloud yet not threatening in any way.
Peeking between trees for a wonderful views.
A few inches of snow still on the ground from a recent storm letting you know real winter is only a storm away.
Big views across terraces where the earth demonstrates it is indeed alive.
A beautiful afternoon despite the flatness of the sky.
Giving thanks this day for simple things like landscapes open and wide. For food on the table and family and friends the things that bring it all to life.
What seems like 5 is only 3 as the sun sets earlier day by day.
No longer Autumn by any means yet winter has yet to fully show it’s face.
Ahhhh…. those Late November Days.