Sunday, 15 March 2020

Snow, clouds, sky, light.


A few days ago I wandered up onto the hills above Glen Feshie. The sky clouded over as I reached the snow and the light was shining and grey. The lines of the hills were accentuated by the low sun cutting under the clouds. I was fascinated by the shapes and shades, the curving lines, the cold northern feel.


The snow was deep in places, hard going even with snowshoes, and there was a bitter wind sending waves of spindrift spinning across the landscape.


Towards the end of the day as I dropped down below the snow there was finally colour in the landscape, orange and yellow in the western sky.


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