End of Winter's Tale

Taking a brief road-trip I found myself traveling through an allegory for some experiences we have in life.

The day was bright blue as we traveled the snow-covered earth. The sun shone down brightly and it wasn't long before...

We stopped to look at the view on the road, trying to discern what it was that lay ahead.

It was quite beautiful and mysterious, even exciting.

...like a 'Sea of Light' ahead on the road.

As we dropped into the valley the fog rolled over us

and it somehow seemed less exciting but instead, dreary and uncertain.

It quickly covered the pleasure of the bright blue day.

It became so thick that my camera couldn't focus on any one point and eventually was so dense that all I could see was the road in front of the nose of our car.

I checked our gps and felt that even though I couldn't see any familiar landmarks that the road would lead us to where we were going.
And that despite the sudden strangeness of the journey it would, with caution, come out all right.

Eventually the fog lifted to reveal a storm's edge that had passed us by. We had been quite fortunate not to have been caught in the storm's path, despite the fog.

And at journey's end, something lovely and a reward unexpected during my fearful travel:

A silver-white fantasy pressing the once again bright blue sky.

Although the journey is sometimes difficult and uncertain, that which lies ahead can be beautiful, even though it is unimaginable and unexpected.

May the dawning Spring bring you joy.