

Linked to one word Sunday at Debbie’s here
The Veil of Morning Fog
As the sun timidly rises, it casts a soft glow upon the rolling hills, shrouded in a delicate veil of morning fog. The mist clings to the rugged peaks, blurring their edges and lending an ethereal quality to the scene. It’s as if the hills themselves are reluctant to reveal their secrets.

A narrow trail winds through the landscape, disappearing into the mist. Perhaps it was once a well-trodden route, but now it lies almost forgotten.
Here, silence reigns supreme. The only sounds are the occasional cry of a bird. Even the wind seems to hold its breath, respecting the stillness of this beautiful place.
It’s April and it still looks like winter, feels like winter even though next to a wall where the wind doesn’t blow you can feel the lovely warmth of the sun.
My grandson said to me, I will never forget the mountain next to your home 😀 ( it is a hill ) he always wants to climb it no matter what season it is. Today he conquered it with his father and grandpa



It feels like the autumn colors appeared in a night, but probably it took few nights. I am very lucky that I can view the change in the nature from my backyard. watching the seasons change is great, many time I don’t need to leave my living room.
Yesterday between the the mostly cloudy day, was a moment of sunshine. I ventured outside and took these first signs of autumn tone photographs.








Not for any other reason than, I like this shot. Cows in the field with sunset behind them.

Behind the trees you can glimpse the lake in the December dusk
I was sitting in my backyard watching the clouds gather into the intense blue gray color. I took these just before the thunderstorm was above us.The temperature dropped three degrees in just s short while…got to love Finnish summer and the amazing 17 C degrees of warmth.








