Sunny hours in winter are hard to come by here in northern Germany. One thing that helps is my almost daily walks by the Machsee (mach is pronounced MOSH as in mosh pit. See is pronounced SAY, approximately). It’s always good to get some fresh air and exercise, and it’s on these walks that I see how beautiful winter’s gray, stark landscape can be.
The first picture above is from a day when it was raining on top of the frozen lake, giving this great moodiness and wonderful reflections. One thing I’ve noticed about gray is that it allows the subtlest colors to show off. On this day the ice looked a soft turquoise and the sky a yellowy-pink next to purplish clouds.
This one was taken on a foggy day when it seemed some mystical being might travel across the ice our way.
Here below is the ice from that day, looking blue and brown and wounded:
Same landscape, slightly more light, and hey, what’s that patch of blue?
And here above, sunshine! The yellowish color of these bare branches just glows up against the ice.
Luckily we’re getting a little more sunshine in these parts this week, and the daylight hours are increasing.