Today’s post features pictures from a week ago. After the
numerous posts from vacation, I had to take a break! When I was up in the wee
hours last Sunday morning, I noticed that all the world had been erased by a
heavy fog. It was hours before sunrise, but like snow, fog seems to have a
light of its own. I could see it in the darkness.
The fog had started to lift by the time I went out to do the
chicken chores at 7:00.
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| River birch in the lifting fog |
Every branch or needle of every tree was coated in frost. It
was truly a winter wonderland.
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| Oak branch |
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| Pine needles |
Over the next two and a half hours, I took 45 photos. The
effect of the changing light and lifting fog was fascinating.
At 8:20, the sun was peeking through.
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| The sun starting to break through the fog |
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| Sunrise behind the third and fourth oak |
An hour after that, the sky was blue and the trees were
glorious.
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| An hour later |
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| Blue sky behind frost in the orchard |
Predictably, the sun soon melted the frost. The
magic was gone, but we welcomed the bright day. Winter didn’t seem so dreary.
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