Jungfrau in cloud

Clouds, almost like lingerie on a quiet, sunny winter day–the level of mystery–what is really there that I can’t see? I want to see more.

Lord Byron saw it in storm and had quite a different take, documented in his poem, ‘Manfred‘.


The view south toward the Jungfrau massif from the Interlaken region. Real estate agents might call this the million dollar view.

Trees Telling Forests Things


Can’t tell the forest from the trees. Or is it the other way around–can’t tell the trees from the forest. Can’t tell. 


Can’t tell the trees from the trunk and branches.


Can’t tell the trunk and branches from the leaves.


Can’t tell the leaves from the needles and cones.


Can’t tell anything…I’m lost…and happy…don’t tell.


First Snow–not quite


It’s that time of year for snow–mid-November, northern hemisphere, in highlands ski country, though the weather is not quite ready to play.

…but we can fix that…fire up the snow machines!

Autumn Mysteries Revealed…

…in the mountains…in one hour.

…beneath the clouds…

Autumn leaves are like forty years of a happy marriage.

…in the clouds…

The future is always unseen, uncertain, filled with anxiety.

…above the clouds…

Died and gone to heaven–all is clear.

These images revealed themselves over 15 minutes during an 800 meter climb on a cogwheel train in the Bernese Oberland Swiss Alps.