This is the reason why it is worthwhile getting out of bed at 6am on a very nippy autumn morning. Seeing eerie swirls of other-wordly mist in the valley is the best way to start the day.
Just when you think sunrise couldn’t get any better, the slightest pink blush appeared in the sky, ever so faint, and only momentarily, but it was there.
Tonight, twenty minutes short of twelve hours later, a deep shade of orange appeared in the sunset sky, And is that the moon is see glowing in the sky to the right of the mountain?
Late in the day, as the birds quieten, the sun disappears behind the horizon, and darkness fall around me, that is the time of day when I feel so immensely small beneath the huge expanse of the darkening sky.
That’s the way I felt tonight when I took these photos of Mount Warning.
At around sunrise on Thursday morning, Mount Warning looked clearer and the crevices in the ranges more well defined than I have seen in a long time. Mist dancing across the valley floor contributed to the beauty of the view, so I took an early morning photo to capture the moment before the day grew any older.
I feed the birds their breakfast at around 7am each day, but this butcher bird must have thought he was in with a chance of an early breakfast. I told him to come back in half an hour.
Little Mr. Bowie doesn’t always mind his manners! He’s been told – several times – that the kitchen bench is no place for a cat, but when he sees a bird outside the window he simply can’t help himself! He only stayed there long enough for a photo before I shoofed him down. (There’s a tiny glimpse here of one corner of my new kitchen too. 🙂 )
Thurday was a warm and sunny day, but from Thursday morning onwards, I have been chained to my computer, writing and reading, reading and writing some more, until finally, at 10pm last night, I submitted the assignment I’d been working on. It was due by midnight, so I got it in just before the deadline.
I don’t know whether the mountain was visible yesterday or not. I didn’t stop long enough to look, but I have a sneaking suspicious it may have been hidden by clouds.
Today, we definitely have cloud, and mist, and rain. I took this last photo during the afternoon, just before the rain began. Even though the mountain isn’t clear, I rather like the effect of the various shades of white and pale grey, and the ghostly mist obscuring the greenery.
Next week I have another assignment due, plus a few other smaller tasks that need to be completed for uni. After next week, I have a couple of easier weeks before I begin work on my final two assignments for this semester. Hopefully tomorrow will be a fine day, so I can spend a few hours in the garden before I am chained to my computer again.