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Landrace Clouds
What are landrace clouds? I made it up. Combination of words to describe the reality of cloud appearance in my neighborhood.
My neighborhood. According to the Swiss National Meteorological office, my Swiss neighborhood is the Northern Alps, the north facing slopes of the northernmost range of Alps in Switzerland. Using more common tourist and environmentally friendly vocabulary, my neighborhood is in the Jungfrau Region of the Berner Oberland around Interlaken. I live in the north-facing drainage basin of the famous Eiger, Monch and Jungfrau mountain triumvirate.
Now all that aside, over my years of walking this neighborhood, I have noticed that barely observable, minimal fluctuations in temperature, humidity, pressure and wind create quite dramatic formation and dissolution of very low level clouds. Please do not confuse them with fog. For a patient viewer, a dance reveals itself. And where there is dance, there is music. Not in astronomical time, but in real time. See it. Feel it. Hear it.
Unmistakeable to a person on foot.
So for me, landrace clouds are very specific, locally generated occurrences. That is my starting point. That is real. Then the fiction begins. I call it fiction because of the reality that what we call ‘fixed’ or ‘settled’ science is not really fixed or settled or permanent. I like working and writing on the edge of the fixed because every edge is fuzzy and invites exploration, as do these landrace cloud phenomena.
I ask myself, what really happens at the point where a cloud begins its formation in touch with the earth? My response is a bit alchemical, a bit old school. I theorise that point as the interaction of earth, air, water…kind of special already, no? But what about ether? What happens at the moment of generation and the final moment of dissolution?
So, I go hunting in my neighborhood for generation points of landrace clouds. Following are eleven images from recent forays.
All of the above represent a ‘typical’ walk in my neighborhood. And that is why fiction is just too close to fact.
Crocus Forest
18May2019: Crocus albiflorus growing on the edges of melting snow at 2,300 meters above sea level at the base of Mt. Eiger, Jungfrau Region, Berner Oberland, Swiss Alps.
Spring without Flowers?
You don’t think so? Where is the singing if there are no flowers?
Lunch
Frühling
In German speaking Switzerland, on the north face of the Bernese Highlands at about 600 meters above sea level…
Forest and Wood
I suppose this image is about design. But it is also about people who have lived for generations with the forest. Wood takes on many important facets of their lives.
WhichWitch?
Hamamelis species
Witch-hazel
Can anyone share with me witch lore about this plant?
Tree
Every so often something makes me take a photo–something?
Is it my eyes, is it my heart, is it paranormal?
I don’t know. But Alfred Joyce Kilmer wrote, in his poem ‘Trees’:
I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
My photos may not be technically the best but they do have my heart in them. And I love living in the Swiss Highlands because such simple things as the beauty of a tree have become embedded in their culture for all to appreciate.
A few years back, I posted a story here entitled ‘Landscapeyness’. The title was not so accurate related to its content about trees and culture in the Swiss Highlands. The following image shares the flavor.
The artwork is called Schnerenschnit.
And then Christmas was over.
Every country and culture has a different interpretation of Christmas, trees and Santa Claus.
After the passing of the Christmas and the New Year, our local neighborhood, in the Jungfrau Region of the Swiss Alps, furnished these three image examples.
Have no fear, Happy New Year!