Red sky in morning...

As the days get shorter, the sunrise is beginning to coincide with my morning walk in the Arboretum. For the next weeks, the show is delightful, sometimes spectacular. The variety is surprising – when exactly I walk, what the weather is like, so many variables.

This morning the sun peeked out from underneath lowering clouds. It lasted just a few moments and I happened to be in the orchard on the side of Peters Hill. The feeling as I shot this was of a warm blanket covering the morning.

But that’s not the feeling I get when I look at the processed image. The naked tree and the orange and blue feels foreboding, as though I am on the brink of something, some sort of challenge or upheaval. A not-unfamiliar feeling of late…

I feel most intensely as though I’m looking at a local version of Mordor. What is going on in our country is never far from my awareness and it imprints itself through how I see images like this. An unpleasant metaphor, I know, but I’m OK with that – it reminds me that action can’t wait!