Yesterday when I went out with Topsy, there was a mist. I was inspired to take photographs, but I didn’t take animals this time only vegetables and a lot of minerals.
It was round about lunchtime,
and the mist was moving quite fast,
so I never quite knew what would be around the next corner.
It was really just low cloud, I suppose.
And something to do with air temperature and pressure makes it nearly always stick to the surface of the lake.
Turn around and face south, and all the trees are backlit:
even in the mist:
These two trees remind me of an upside-down lung x-ray (mixed up with quite a lot of chest hair) :
Even the parking lot looks interesting in a fog. When she was small, we used to take my daughter down to the parking lot; looking at cars was the most exotic treat she could think of. A few years later she discovered horses and she went off cars.
Back past the visitors’-centre-slash-kindergarten-slash-café:
And so back to the birch trees above our garden, where we started:
I used to enjoy plodding through snow on the hills, but in a city it’s loathsome because it so quickly becomes packed ice. At least in our cities, where councils and citizens have given up all notion of clearing the ruddy stuff.
Beautiful! I’d like some snow for our torrid summer…
You’re absolutely right about the lung-trees.
I keep seeing tree branches as looking like blood vessels nowadays. I don’t know why now, suddenly.
Of all the snowy cities I know New York does the best job of getting rid of snow so you don’t slip on the resulting ice. All NY shopkeepers and house owners are responsible for clearing the snow from the sidewalk in front of their property. Many people sprinkle salt too. I never slipped in New York. Oslo is hopeless, a very slippery city.
I keep seeing tree branches as looking like blood vessels nowadays. I don’t know why now, suddenly.
This is what happens with interpretations (good ones specially): once you let them enter your mind is very difficult to get rid of them and see things differently. Needless to say you don’t need to get rid of “them”…
Yes, you’re right. Once I’d first thought that Britain should have a goat or some other animal as head of state instead of the queen I could never see that differently, I know it’s a damn good idea. But I’m already tired of seeing trees as lungs. Maybe things will improve once they’ve got leaves again.
Anchorage Alaska used to be quite good at snow control. Well it would be, wouldn’t it.
Here I am at a municipal library (Guissona) where the internet works AMAZINGLY! (compared to at home where it fits and starts and mostly stops…) So I am commenting even though I have little to say, BECAUSE I CAN.
Truthfully, yesterday morning, taking THREE dogs out, two of them on leads, I really wanted to photograph the hoar-frost and the fog, but I had no free hand, and would have had to do it with my ‘phone as the camera is crippled.
Whine, whine, whine.
Topsy seems to have had a splendid walk! And it is beautifully documented! Happy continuation of 2012!
I like the idea of A Bad Guide suddenly surfacing in a library in Spain.
I’m already tired of seeing trees as lungs.
I’ve been trying to think another interpretation for those trees, so I can help you while spring arrives… but I got nothing. Lungs, lungs & lungs everywhere! I’m sorry.
Tell us about Lady, Catanea.
That’s very kind of you to try. Maybe I overemphasised how very hard my life is. I still quite like them really.
Yes, how’s your dog getting on?
Artur,
Were I a dog. I would bark loudly in admiration of these wondrously beauteous wintry photographs.
Thanks, Tom. I love praise and hate criticism, and dogs never criticise.
I love those pictures of trees. Some of them look feathery to me, but still more tree-like than feather-like.
Thanks m-l. I hadn’t thought of feathers.