This is what high noon looks like at 66 degrees north. It's cold enough that I need wool to cover my mouth and nose and it's so bright I don't dare to look anywhere in the direction of the sun; the reflection off the snow is blinding. Even though my legs were aching I made myself get out to take another long walk so I could see it. I was curious to see how high the sun would be this far north and it's actually higher, and brighter, than I anticipated. It's so lovely!
For comparison sake, Dennis Grice ventured down to Laguna Beach, CA to photograph "high noon" at a lower latitude on the same weekend. (Thanks, Dennis!) Here's the difference:
I've been asked why I haven't been taking pictures of people - and the question made me pause. I love taking pictures of people! The best answer I can give is that it is out of respect for this kind and gentle people - they seem quiet and shy - and for me to take pictures of them seems overtly bold and unkind unless I ask them first. I will bring you pictures of these wonderful people soon, but I will do so the right way, after I get to know them, and with their permission.