The snow is melting and the light is changing —
But who says that winter is without its own bright light?
When it is cold with hoar frost
Lying thick on the branches
And, with the sun shining,
The cold can be just as dazzling.
(Photos taken in February.)
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Before the leaves left the branches,
The sky put on a dramatic show
Of pink ribbons
Tied up with lilac and gold.
(Only posting once this week – still very busy!)
Our winter snow has washed away in the rain,
So I’m still hanging on to autumn.
(Pictures taken a couple of weeks ago.)
I can’t get enough of the bright reflections,
The emerald of the evergreens
Blending with the fiery colours of the birch trees.
The blueberry forests are green once again,
But I spy a furry friend in her autumn coat.
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It’s early autumn here …
And the fields are full of wildflowers still —
And a dog or two.
(A wolf was spotted here a couple of weeks ago too, but it’s long gone.)
There’s nothing more wonderful
Than running free in autumn colours.
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And pop over to: Skywatch too.
Although we often judge people, countries, cities
On outward appearances, there is far more to us
Than meets the eye.
Despite current political rhetoric and media
That would have us believe we are each other’s enemies,
I truly believe that there is far more that unites us as humans.
We just need to make sure we remember that.
So, here’s to no more hate and a lot more love!
(New York looks good from the New Jersey side at sunset!)
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It’s almost impossible to photograph a summer sunset
As the sun goes down so very late.
Even at 9.30 or 10 in the evening,
The sun is blazing golden and serene.
The evening light is liquid honey —
And when Simmie shakes after his swim,
He creates golden fireworks of water.
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Everything’s better with a bit of nature’s glitter —
Whether it’s ducks at sunset;
The sizzle of the
Or the silken ripples
On the lake as the sun goes down.
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Winter has many forms of beauty —
Sometimes it’s clear ice and cloudy skies,
Or a burst of pink dawn;
At other times, it’s golden fog
Or a honey glow over cottage and snow.
All photos taken with my mobile phone, so please excuse the quality.
I’m away for work this week, so may not have time
To get around to your blogs.
When the dawn is ablaze in lilac
And the rising sun paints the treetops gold…
The result is just breath-taking!
(I have a crazy busy week ahead of me
So won’t be around much.)
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And pop into: Skywatch.
As the sun was rising in gorgeous pink tones,
The bare trees of November and the frosted ground
Cast beautiful reflections on the lake.
There is so much beauty
In the minimalism of a buoy stuck in ice
And a float to keep us anchored
In case we fly away on the dreaminess of the
Stunning pink dawn.
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