Elk Meadow - A Melancholy Mood
|Elk Meadow twilight|
“Here comes the rain again. Falling on my head like a memory.” ~ Annie Lennox
Since it has rained almost every day, this spring has supplied us with a silent calm before the sunny season explodes with activity. Currently composed from an everlasting arrangement of cool coloration, the meadow is in a melancholy mood.
There’s not even a peep from the ruckus normally raised by the usual profusion of feathered friends. Under a watercolor sky, the only sign of life in this interesting landscape is a scattering of mule deer.
Marching up the muddy trails in such tranquility is like sleepwalking into an eerie atmosphere. During the storms, dense fog descends from a steel sky and a veil of steamy mist rises out of the soggy earth.
This season, being immersed in the dark beauty of low light is like waking from a fading dream. Enjoy it because a sizzling summer will begin soon and the rain will be just a hazy memory recalled by the fragrance of abundant wildflowers.
|It's rained almost every day|
|A melancholy mood|
|A watercolor sky|
|A scattering of mule deer|
|An eerie atmosphere|
|Another storm over the meadow|
|A veil of fog and mist|
|The earth is soggy|
|Dark beauty of low light|
|The rain will be a memory|
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