It was a morning of finger-numbing cold, but the light promised to be very good so I motivated myself to get up and out the door early. Didn't know where I was going; just drove. At the Orkney Cemetery, I slipped inside the gate and tramped across the graves, trying to keep between rows and not step on anyone's head, but the snow pack made it hard to know for sure.
There was a small hill at the back end, which I climbed for this view, and it provided just enough clearance to see the setting moon above the line of trees.
You can see a road running along the other side of the trees. Last week I was back there, trying to photograph a porcupine halfway up a tree, when I spotted a prairie hare nearby. I had walked that road; lots more snow had fallen in the interim. I stepped off the road to navigate between two of the trees, and instantly was thigh deep in snow. Luckily only one leg, so I managed to crawl out. Got the hare shots. The porcupine... maybe not. One out of two isn't bad.
No wildlife on this particular morning, though; any animal with common sense was lying low, leaving only me, obviously lacking sense, but drawn to the light because I can't help myself.
Photographed near Orkney, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2023 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
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