All in a day
At 6:30 am today, the mist was so thick it had blocked the view of everything beyond the palm trees in my garden. And the mist appearing after another warmish night convinces me that what I am seeing must be some form of condensation vapours rising from the damp earth. I had to wait for almost an hour before the mist had cleared enough to take photos of the valley. By that time, the sun had risen, casting shadows across the large stems of the palms, yet the flimsy, misty clouds continued their dance below the mountain.
The sleeping giant, Mount Warning, caught a few dainty clouds too.
I sat at my computer the whole morning, continuing work on assignments, and when I paused for a break just after midday I saw that thick clouds had rolled in across the valley. The afternoon view looked so different to the morning, so it was time for another photo.
Tonight, as I closed the curtains, I noticed the sky had tuned a pretty orange colour. It’s quite a dark photo, but clearly shows the outline of the mountain and ranges against the tinted nighttime sky. And once again there were clouds lingering over the mountain, more than this morning, but less than at midday.
No wonder they call the Tweed Valley the Valley of Contrasts.