A walk on the cold side...

The snow seems to have receded over the last few days since i arrived in Giswil and I told Timo's Grandpa that it was because i had brought the Sun with me from Malaysia to warm things up a little.
The stark contrast between the dark colors of the mountain sides and the snow fields in the valley made for a very ideal subject for my minimal style of monochromatic landscape paintings.
Taken with a Sony digital camera this reflection of the sun over the surface of a wet road is like a illusion of the foreground being a lake or a body of water.
Timo and i took a walk a few kilometers from the house to a nearby lake area and as i walked across the sparsely snow covered field I was reminded of my Indian Summer's days in Wisconsin out by Lake Michigan.
However the distant snow covered peaks of the Alps makes the face of this lake more colorful and less stark as that of Lake Michigan. I told my son that most people failed to note that in painting a body of water like this lake it is a matter of painting the shapes of colors of the reflections in the water.
What is great about the cold weather for me is the fact that it makes you feel the cold air in your chest and it clears your siuses, it felt almost like an inner purifier. However the worse part of it is the aches and pains I get in my joints when I wake up every morning.
Most of us who have had the opportunity to travel to the winter countries we tend to take for granted of what it felt like walking on snow covered grounds. The slip sliding, the cruntchy sound and feeeling, the almost soggy slushy cold stuff, most in the east could only imagine and dream about.
"Winter never dies, not as people die, It hangs on in late frost and the smell of autumn, and in the heat it flees to the mountains...
Summer never dies. It sinks into the ground, in the depths of winter buds form in sheltered places and white shoots creep under dead leaves. Some of it flees into the deepest hottest deserts, where there is a summer that never ends."
From the book "Wintersmith" by Terry Pratchett
It about 'Balance', winter and summer, hot and cold, right and wrong, the 'Middle Way' and with unconditional Love and indibutable Truth there is only the stillness of inactive action..

This i came to realize in Giswil, Switzerland while taking a walk on the cold side...