Morning, Evening and Night

One good thing about the shorter days of winter is that sunrises happen a bit later in the morning, at a reasonable hour for being up, out and about. A summer awakening at 5-something is not likely to happen but a 7:30 stroll, I can handle

It was around this hour - perhaps a bit later when I snapped this photo. It was awfully kind of the bird to land atop the tree just in time to give me a lovely profile shot. Morning had broken and the day way looking fine.

A view of the sun rising behind the clouds, over the roof tops across the pond.

You can hardly tell by that fire in the sky that it was a cold, late-autumn day.

I'm sure you have figured out that I love this old, dead tree. With each wind storm it changes, losing branches and redefining its shape. Here it is again, one evening with dramatic clouds approaching. You can just make out the pond water shining at the bottom right of its trunk.

Evening falls and the moon rises. It was a hazy night and the effect made for a colourful orb in the night sky.

A different tree but the same old moon.

We've walked along these paths before, you and I - in daytime and night time. They just seem to hold a certain mystery in the near-dark.

I've certainly shared these trees with you before - in summer and in autumn. Both photos appeared here. I will be taking photos of them again once the winter snow has kissed them but for now, please enjoy this nighttime encounter.

Last but not least, this is a view of the pond's dock, taken from the opposite shore. I didn't think I'd get a clear enough image considering the shutter speed was slowish and the camera was hand-held. As the nighttime strollers walked into view, under the light of the lamppost, I decided to give it a try anyway. I was happy with how it turned out.

Thanks for joining me on my walks at all hours of the day and night.