a garden fence

lately i've been lamenting the "ordinariness" of the summer landscape.  today the fog rolled in.  nothing like fog for blipping.  (okay, maybe a snowstorm.)  i headed to the mountain to find the garden fence i blipped last march.  what i saw there in winter, could i find it in summer?  

the magic was still there for me.  different, but still there.  i will rethink my attitude towards the summer landscape.

the fence in winter