|A waning moon suspended over the trees in the park on solstice morning|
|Winter-dark moon, earlier in the month|
21 DecemberSo, the twenty-one theme. Here's how the field, park and garden looked this morning (you can see them in November here). I suppose the trouble with starting this in November is that there won't be a whole lot of changes from month to month for the first few months. But who knows!?
Anyway, here are the 21 December images.
|Not a fox in sight, but some mornings recently I've seen one drift silently across this field and into the copse of trees on the right|
|The sun was just about to rise on the shortest day of the year|
|The light of the rising sun worked its luminary magic on the tops of the oaks and ash|
|We've had a really mild winter so far, but a couple of incredibly windy, stormy days have released the last of the leaves from the sycamores|
|The still of the year in the garden|
|Winter pool and the therapy-dog|
|There's spiced beef in this picture...|
|Witch Hazel blooms just in time for solstice celebrations|
|Elf caps pinpoint a palimpsest of a fallen tree on the forest floor|
|Winter is time for texture|
|Iz surveys the swirling river|
Over the last couple of weeks, I've found the beautiful clarity of Ingrid Kertesi singing Bach to be a solace and sometimes I've worked on random colour charts at the same time. I can't find Kertesi online, but you can find here on Naxos 8.554508 with the Hungarian Radio Choir and the Failoni Chamber Orchestra. Here's a taster, Flosst mein Heiland, sung by another soprano:
|Ochres and russets, Caran D'Ache and Faber Castell Polychromos|
Happy Solstice all.