Wow, I really love that landscape, it looks so nice, with all these white trees. Would be totally nice to be there. I think this text on that picture is really true. All in all it’s a very good article.
coincidentally, I’ve been reading some Bernal Díaz de Castillo and Sir Walter Raleigh lately:
“Guiana is a country that hath yet her maidenhead, never sacked…the graves have not been opened for gold, the mines not yet broken with sledges…” (come and get it and so on)
Thanks for the comments. That’s the western ridge, which we call Sapsucker Ridge, from the middle of our field, taken yesterday morning. A fresh inch of snow had stuck to hoarfrost which had formed on top of a thin layer of ice. I was only sorry I don’t have better photography skills – I so seldom take landscape shots, I’ve never bothered to figure out the settings to make them sharp. But I decided for this use it doesn’t matter.
english – That quote really says it all, doesn’t it? I do hope to keep this series going for a while, maybe re-package some of the stuff I thought through while writing Cibola, put it in a more accessible form.
Wow, I really love that landscape, it looks so nice, with all these white trees. Would be totally nice to be there. I think this text on that picture is really true. All in all it’s a very good article.
You captured ice on trees in words and image, but it’s a beauty that breaks my heart because ice is so destructive to trees and I love trees.
these are really wonderful, Dave.
coincidentally, I’ve been reading some Bernal Díaz de Castillo and Sir Walter Raleigh lately:
“Guiana is a country that hath yet her maidenhead, never sacked…the graves have not been opened for gold, the mines not yet broken with sledges…” (come and get it and so on)
anyway, please keep them coming! thanks.
It reminds me of one repeating sentence in Kim from Kipling “this is a wonderful horrible world”
Wow. The picture is as other-worldly as your pronouncement, which helps the reader believe.
Me too, with and without snow.
Thanks for the comments. That’s the western ridge, which we call Sapsucker Ridge, from the middle of our field, taken yesterday morning. A fresh inch of snow had stuck to hoarfrost which had formed on top of a thin layer of ice. I was only sorry I don’t have better photography skills – I so seldom take landscape shots, I’ve never bothered to figure out the settings to make them sharp. But I decided for this use it doesn’t matter.
english – That quote really says it all, doesn’t it? I do hope to keep this series going for a while, maybe re-package some of the stuff I thought through while writing Cibola, put it in a more accessible form.
I really like the way you’re bringing the Cibola themes home to Plummer’s Hollow, in winter no less!