The Lazy Mist & Posts of the Week

I've been hearing a few concerns about how long it's taking for my photos to load lately. I apologize for that. I have recently begun to save them in a larger format. Too large, evidently. The problem is, spending a lot of time away from home, I've set up about a dozen blog posts in advance when I was at home last, and these will play out over the course of this month and into January. Any posts after that will be with new images (since November) and when working on them, I'll be sure to save them at my previously smaller resolution. If you keep my page open and surf on another tab, I'm hoping my photos will have loaded by the time you peek back. If not, I understand your frustration and hope you remember to try back when my images are back to normal resolution. 

"So dull and dark are the November days.

The lazy mist high up the evening curled,

And now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze;

The place we occupy seems all the world."

~ John Clare

How long has it been since you've accompanied me on a walk? Well, yes, that's true.. we walk together all the time. Let me rephrase that. How long has it been since I've offered you a spiked coffee or tea before heading out the door, into the cold autumn air? Aha! I thought that would perk you up. Name your drink and I'll make it quite palatable for you. Grab one on your way out, put on your gloves and come walk with me on this hazy morning.



Sometimes the fog just needs to be seen in black and white.





Other times, it needs a splash of colour to remind us that it's there.





The fog brings water droplets with it. They sparkle and shine despite the lack of sunlight and turn even the dying plant life into magic.





A complex string of pearls created by the morning dew. This web was shot through a chain link fence. You can see the criss-cross of the links in the foreground, though through the magic of photography they appear to be background.





One of the few trees still holding onto its flamboyant foliage at least it was in late November.





Up close and personal with tiny fungus on a birch tree.





An even closer look at this miniature, intricate world.


I hope you enjoyed your walk and your beverage. You're welcome to a refill before you go. But if you're driving, you'd best give me your keys and stay for a meal.

All photos were taken in November. More to come in a few days.

And now, without further delay, here are the Posts of the Week. The icon below is yours for the taking if if your blog post is named as a POTW.



 
CUTENESS

Apres le Déluge
by Daryl
at Out & About in New York City


A GOOD READ

A Short Poem
by Sage
at Musings


PHOTOGRAPHY

On Thanksgiving Eve Morning
by Barbara
at Confessions of a Photography Addict

Skywatch Friday
by Sue
at Photowannabe

Going Home
by Scott
at Just Used Pixels

Short on Sunlight
by Daniel
at The Pixel Collective

Jay
by Bob
at Birds and Nature in the Forest of Dean 


A FUN POST

My Homage to Carnac the Magnificent!
by Michael
at Michael Manning.tv 

In Sync
by Gail
at Louisiana Belle 

INSPIRING

The Pink Scarf Project
by Yaya
at Whispering Pines


FUNNY

Open Letter to My Cats
by Dianne
at Forks Off the Moment


READERS' CHOICE 

Recommended by: Laura
Overheard
by Friko
at Friko's World
 

Please drop by their blogs for a visit and leave a kind comment if you have the time. Also, please feel free to add your own choices (for any blog except this one) for a specific blog post in the comments section below, where others can see them.

Thank you

Reflection and Night

Just a few photos which alternate between water reflections and night scenes.



These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.
~ Claude Monet






A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.
~ Steve Martin






When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be -- I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
~ Wendell Berry






Being in the woods at night is a beautiful thing.
~ Hugo Weaving






I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize that the real magician was light itself.
~ Edward Steichen




 

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. ~ Vincent Van Gogh




 

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.
~ Alex Haley






The streets were dark with something more than night.
~ Raymond Chandler






Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as its surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed. 
~Indra Devi






To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.
~ Walt Whitman






A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
~ e. e. cummings






What a nice night for an evening.
~ Steven Wright