This year has been a trilogy above all other years, at least my short thirty some years here, in that we in Alaska have had a long and wonderful fall, one more season than our usual summer-winter dual.
This last week this Trilogy of Seasons quietly closed the door of summer/fall and opened the door to winter.
The season is how I mark my time mostly, so this milestone is noticed by me every year, more so I’d say as my time here goes along.
Let it begin, yes that is ice staring to rim the shores of Cook Inlet
When the mountains turn white in the Chugach, and are capped with fresh cornices, and the ponds and marshes are all froze, and the swans have all flown, it is the end of season, that time is now.
The sun sets before 5pm now here, one of my last shots in October was the breath of middle earth,
Mount Redoubt still steaming in this 30 second exposure.
But now it is November and winter is here suddenly, the season that belongs to strange optics in the sky.
When the mirage Fata Morgan (the shape shifter) once again slices and dices even a mountain, this is again Mount Redoubt, similar view.
And another just minutes later in this first show from the trickster in the new season