Transcendental moments — A deer in the grass and the mist

Not quite dusk — just before. Walking along Engelsåsveien, on my way down the steep hill just before (in that direction) the start of Nyjordveien. A slight autumnal crispness to the air. Exceptionally, ethereally, quiet and still.

A beautiful low mist amongst the grass in a small meadow to my left, and resting just above it. Having walked past, I turn back for a last glimpse of the purity of the scene.

A single deer, three-quarters absorbed by the mist, gracefully standing, slowly bending for a few strands of grass and mist; gracefully standing, slowly bending, entirely unaware of my stock-still presence, immersed into deep tranquility.

Written down on the 13th of September, 2022. The trip was on the 23rd of July, 2021.

Last updated: 00:11 (GMT+2), 14th September 2022