Dawn or Dusk

Sometimes it’s hard to tell which it is, dawn or dusk. Getting brighter for a sunny day, or darker for a long night? How to tell the difference? Obviously, it all depends on the direction you’re facing. In this case, I was facing east. It was a dawn that was coming up all soft pinks…

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Root Migration

What do a rare high-altitude Alpine snow flower and a sturdy South African cousin of the daisy have in common? They aren’t related, they look nothing like one another, and they are natives to completely different habitats in different parts of the world. But over the past few years, they have both been on the…

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New Arrivals

The first snow of winter, marching towards us across the Jura. The sun was shining in a final burst before a major storm that was due to hit overnight, and I had to go for a final autumn run in the last bits of warmth, even as I could see winter’s approach. No images here…

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Solstice Splendor 2014

Sunrise and sunset on the solstice. To the east, the sun breaks a new day above the sharp peaks of the young Alps. To the west, the day comes to its end as the sun sets behind the gentle slopes of the ancient Jura range. Welcome, splendid Winter.

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Cloud Spelunking

Back when global exploration meant finding a place, discovery was fairly straightforward. A given group of people could send some intrepid souls in a direction where none of them had ever been before, be it a valley, a sea, an island or a continent, and then that new place was ‘discovered’. There were gaps between…

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Sea of Sun

Yesterday I posted images of atmospheric life at our altitude, all fog and frost. Today, this is the view from several hundred meters above our heads, taken from a ski station web cam that’s twenty minutes from our place. The view is out over Lake Geneva, with the Alps in the distance. All of the…

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Bubbly Surprise

It’s been an icy couple weeks here in the foothills of the Jura, with a strong bise wind blowing down from the Alps, funneling down through the Lake Geneva basin and wearing itself out to points south of here. It’s dry, it’s cold, and it can be unrelenting for as long as it lasts, usually…

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Skyward Run

The day started like this. By evening, the clouds had cleared, so at one point the run looked like this in one direction. Like this in the other. And like this straight ahead. Then I looked over my shoulder, and this fine fellow popped up over a cloud. It was a pretty good day, sky-wise.…

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