Here it is, another winter (2022) and I’m posting again after a fallow uninspiring summer. There is something about the winter that gets my juices flowing. While others are dreaming of white sands and bathing suits, I’m relishing the bracing fresh air and frostiness of fresh snow. It may have something to do with the muted colours and the stark uncluttered outlines of things. There is a peaceful hush over the land and the presence of other creatures is known primarily through their tracks in the snow. It is then I realize how not alone I am in this world. If I never see another living thing on my walks, it is obvious that many are about, sharing my trail or crossing my path. They may be unseen but certainly not unnoticed.
On this day, the weather had done a rapid switch from very cold to hardly cold at all. The result was fog and an overcast feeling of gloom with a claustrophobic atmosphere. Although all these paths are routine to me most days. This day was different It was like exploring a new planet with a sense of deja vu. To take the walk with me , Click here to view the full gallery.