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.

1.30pm

A slightly different view:

a brisk walk up the windswept beach.

3pm

A haze of rain falls all day.

11.15am

After a stormy night.

5pm

New Year's Day.

11.10am

5.30pm

My favourite kind of day.

9am

Rose-tinted and lovely at dawn.

11.55.

A gloomy day ahead.

9am

In the morning a strange cloud hangs over the marsh,

casts the reeds in yellow light.

5.50pm

A damp day gives way to a cool Halloween eve.

6pm 

6pm

6.45pm

6pm

5.45pm

Each day oscillates from the day before,

from gloom and rain to hot wind and glorious sun.

The tussle of summer and autumn.

2.50pm

Oh glory that is late summer haze

 and mountains bathe in milky pools.

7.30am

We awaken to find we are lost in a silvery mantle of rain.

All day.

Finally.