Season of Mists

It’s been a while since I posted here – over a year, in fact. Family matters seem to have taken up much of my time, but fortunately they have no place here. I’ve been stirred into action by the traditional sounds of gloomy whining about the weather, specifically last week’s fogs, presented by our media as either the imminent apocalypse or emblematic of our grey and miserabilist national character.

In fact this duvet covering the country was nowhere more than a couple of hundred feet thick, and a quick trip up the nearest hill revealed daily views of astonishing beauty from sunrise to sunset. And all this on top of weeks of superb weather throughout September and October – how lucky we are in our climate.

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    • sarahdaisybus
    • November 4th, 2015

    How very cheering of you to make fog beautiful – thank you xx

  1. Wonderful! if that’s what the apocalypse looks like, bring it on.

    • Kate Corbett Winder
    • November 4th, 2015

    Those are truly ravishing and I agree , poem worthy .

  2. Have you written the atmospheric haiku for each one yet? They are a wonderful set, thanks for showing them.

  3. beautiful…

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