Yesterday we had a dramatic encounter of the weather kind, here in the valley.
It was warm in the sun underneath a clear blue sky. So warm that I felt it on my face as I walked around the lake after feeding the alpacas.
Strolling back to the house was leisurely in this pleasant atmosphere.
Suddenly a chilled mist poured into the valley, like a white carpet being rolled down from the hills beyond.
Obscuring detail and shrouding every contour, it dampened everything.
No sun. No warmth. Just a stiff breeze.
And then it was gone.
This was extraordinary. Yet I wonder how often our emotional weather can shift at the slightest provocation if we are unprepared.
If I had not taken before, during and after photographs, I’m not sure I would have believed it had happened.