3.30pm
No photoshop, just some mid winter, mid afternoon sun on the reeds.
The last day of the turning year.

9am
Winter Solstice.
The mountains steaming in the bitter air.

8.40am
Clouds today.

7.45am
The moon in the morning,
the day not quite ready.

4pm
Sunset.
The shortening days.

10.30am
Rain.

4pm
The clouds cling to the mountains today,
streaming out towards heaven.

8.03am
This is how the days begins.

4.45pm
The sun lingers for the longest while.

Gloom, and the clouds roll in.

4.30pm

For days now the air is filled with the rush of their wings, the din of their little voices.

The excitement grows.

4.50pm

The marshland throngs with homesick birds.

4.40pm

4.50pm

4pm

Glorious.

4pm

The mist stays for days.

6.55am

A perfect autumn morning.

4.45pm

5.20pm

3.20pm

A gloomy evening draws in early.

2.25pm
Rain.

Autumn. 

6.15pm

The birds are gathering,

the evenings cooling.

6.45pm

The evening sky is festooned in lenticular clouds.

7.15pm

9.40pm

We creep towards the solstice,

days lingering,

unwilling to sleep.

6.30am

In the morning we discover a sea mist has drifted into the garden.

The sun soon gets to work chasing it away, to reveal another spectacular summers day.

9.20pm

Another glorious day.

9pm

Summer has arrived.

9.30pm

The days continue like April,

unaware the summer flag is flying.

Showers.

9.30pm

A promising day that fails to fulfill.

9pm

May Day.

Rain eventually melts the sky.

9.37pm

Storm clouds rolling in.

6.50pm

A quiet end to a gorgeous day,

blissfully unaware of the arctic storm that comes our way...

8.10am

An early mist, a glorious day, as though summer were shaking out her skirts.

6.30pm

What unexpected glory,

a summer's day in March.

7.25pm

The evenings linger now.

7.30pm

Day's end.

7.00pm

Such perfect days end to soothe the eyes.

8.30am

The clouds fell down, exhausted,

6.30pm

What glory breaks the clouds.

8.50am

Sunlight comes creeping.

6.30pm

Sunset.

8.20am

The blue of a morning just ready to greet the day.

11.30am

7.00pm

A glorious start to this romantic day.

9.45am

The day that never arrived.

All day the mist clung.

8.55am

Snow on the farthest mountain.

5pm

An quiet, unremarkable day.

6pm

A mild and sunny day.

5.40pm

What glory greets the one who stops and looks.

A sunset that lingers, as though for our pleasure alone.