Friday, December 5, 2008

Griseus (means grey) (or gray).

Here, December 5 is widely regarded as one of the most unphotogenic days of the year. The leaves are gone, the garden is mostly memory, prettifying snow has yet to arrive, and many neighbours are slow in putting up their festive lighting with which to help dispel the gloom (HINT).

Nevertheless, one tries to make the most of this palette of grey.

Figure 1.

Figure 2.

Figure 3.

Another squirrel.


Chrisss said...

You're right it's real bleak looking around here this time of the year.

cedrorum said...

We still have some colorful leaves hanging on down here. That squirrel better be careful though I saw one down here 2 days ago get plucked out of an oak by a red-tailed hawk. I don't think it knew what hit it.

Hugh said...

Chrisss, Yes, it can take some getting used to.

Cedrorum, That could happen here too. The one in the picture is in an oak (tree and squirrel are both eastern imports), and I'm sure the local race of Red-tail would happily eat such exotica.