flatland

Switzerland is not all mountains, the majority live in the flatlands which makes up half the country, it has cities, farms, motorways, and all the problems other countries have. Swiss have history, cultural traits, traditions, and idiosyncrasies; and, like all people, just want to live their lives as they wish, with the people they like, without stress. Its vernacular is kitschy yet like all, just decorated functionality. It rains and snows, birds migrate south, and then come back, leaves grow in Spring and fall in Autumn, people speak in ways that locals understand well and others not well, they play music and drink. It is normal.

michaelskreuz, above morning mists

Autumn, a time of mists and mellow fruitfulness, or so William Wordsworth said. The Autumns now seem to last longer each year, with mists filling the valleys exposing cold hilltops and mountains above. I dropped off Petra at the station and continued in the dark to the carpark at Michaelskreuz, the narrow road was fog bound, visibility 20m. I prayed the hill would be clear, it was. A short march up to a vantage point made me warm, but soon the frozen ground started to suck the warmth from me. I had forgotten how cold mornings standing waiting next to my tripod can be. The mists swirled exposing and hiding trees, pylons and the chapel, coating everything with frost - Finally the sun rose and my hands felt human again and light turned from blue to gold.

the berneralpen watch over a mist blanket

the cold air frosts the trees

eventually the sun rises to warm all

REUSSTAL SUNSET

Layering of landscape and trees, orange and blues

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Reuss separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

Laugier's hut in gold-section

Waxing Mustang moon

Candy-floss mists

CHOMER FASNACHT

a couldn't care less clown

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Ruess separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

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info@simonquick.ch

+41 78 743 75 06

Papieri, Fabrikstr 5, 6330 Cham

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Switzerland is not all mountains, the majority live in the flatlands which makes up half the country, it has cities, farms, motorways, and all the problems other countries have. Swiss have history, cultural traits, traditions, and idiosyncrasies; and, like all people, just want to live their lives as they wish, with the people they like, without stress. Its vernacular is kitschy yet like all, just decorated functionality. It rains and snows, birds migrate south, and then come back, leaves grow in Spring and fall in Autumn, people speak in ways that locals understand well and others not well, they play music and drink. It is normal.

michaelskreuz, above morning mists

Autumn, a time of mists and mellow fruitfulness, or so William Wordsworth said. The Autumns now seem to last longer each year, with mists filling the valleys exposing cold hilltops and mountains above. I dropped off Petra at the station and continued in the dark to the carpark at Michaelskreuz, the narrow road was fog bound, visibility 20m. I prayed the hill would be clear, it was. A short march up to a vantage point made me warm, but soon the frozen ground started to suck the warmth from me. I had forgotten how cold mornings standing waiting next to my tripod can be. The mists swirled exposing and hiding trees, pylons and the chapel, coating everything with frost - Finally the sun rose and my hands felt human again and light turned from blue to gold.

the berneralpen watch over a mist blanket

the cold air frosts the trees

eventually the sun rises to warm all

REUSSTAL SUNSET

Layering of landscape and trees, orange and blues

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Ruess separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

Laugier's hut in gold-section

Waxing Mustang moon

Candy-floss mists

CHOMER FASNACHT

a couldn't care less clown

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Reuss separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

fasnacht a time to clown around, a confetti tsunami

oblivious. something for instagram

a moment as the world passes by

to save you scrolling up

info@simonquick.ch

+41 78 743 75 06

Papieri, Fabrikstr 5, 6330 Cham

still, looking for social media? I don't have time, I read books. ok, I do instagram search simonbquick.

© Thanks for not stealing anything!

Switzerland is not all mountains, the majority live in the flatlands which makes up half the country, it has cities, farms, motorways, and all the problems other countries have. Swiss have history, cultural traits, traditions, and idiosyncrasies; and, like all people, just want to live their lives as they wish, with the people they like, without stress. Its vernacular is kitschy yet like all, just decorated functionality. It rains and snows, birds migrate south, and then come back, leaves grow in Spring and fall in Autumn, people speak in ways that locals understand well and others not well, they play music and drink. It is normal.

michaelskreuz, above morning mists

Autumn, a time of mists and mellow fruitfulness, or so William Wordsworth said. The Autumns now seem to last longer each year, with mists filling the valleys exposing cold hilltops and mountains above. I dropped off Petra at the station and continued in the dark to the carpark at Michaelskreuz, the narrow road was fog bound, visibility 20m. I prayed the hill would be clear, it was. A short march up to a vantage point made me warm, but soon the frozen ground started to suck the warmth from me. I had forgotten how cold mornings standing waiting next to my tripod can be. The mists swirled exposing and hiding trees, pylons and the chapel, coating everything with frost - Finally the sun rose and my hands felt human again and light turned from blue to gold.

the berneralpen watch over a mist blanket

the cold air frosts the trees

eventually the sun rises to warm all

REUSSTAL SUNSET

Layering of landscape and trees, orange and blues

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Ruess separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

Laugier's hut in gold-section

Waxing Mustang moon

Candy-floss mists

CHOMER FASNACHT

a couldn't care less clown

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Reuss separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

fasnacht a time to clown around, a confetti tsunami

oblivious. something for instagram

a moment as the world passes by

to save you scrolling up

info@simonquick.ch

+41 78 743 75 06

Papieri, Fabrikstr 5, 6330 Cham

still, looking for social media? I don't have time, I read books. ok, I do instagram search simonbquick.

© Thanks for not stealing anything!

Switzerland is not all mountains, the majority live in the flatlands which makes up half the country, it has cities, farms, motorways, and all the problems other countries have. Swiss have history, cultural traits, traditions, and idiosyncrasies; and, like all people, just want to live their lives as they wish, with the people they like, without stress. Its vernacular is kitschy yet like all, just decorated functionality. It rains and snows, birds migrate south, and then come back, leaves grow in Spring and fall in Autumn, people speak in ways that locals understand well and others not well, they play music and drink. It is normal.

michaelskreuz, above morning mists

Autumn, a time of mists and mellow fruitfulness, or so William Wordsworth said. The Autumns now seem to last longer each year, with mists filling the valleys exposing cold hilltops and mountains above. I dropped off Petra at the station and continued in the dark to the carpark at Michaelskreuz, the narrow road was fog bound, visibility 20m. I prayed the hill would be clear, it was. A short march up to a vantage point made me warm, but soon the frozen ground started to suck the warmth from me. I had forgotten how cold mornings standing waiting next to my tripod can be. The mists swirled exposing and hiding trees, pylons and the chapel, coating everything with frost - Finally the sun rose and my hands felt human again and light turned from blue to gold.

the berneralpen watch over a mist blanket

the cold air frosts the trees

eventually the sun rises to warm all

REUSSTAL SUNSET

Layering of landscape and trees, orange and blues

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Ruess separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

Laugier's hut in gold-section

Waxing Mustang moon

Candy-floss mists

CHOMER FASNACHT

a couldn't care less clown

My photos don't always look good on Instagram, because I like extreme lighting, which you get pre-dawn or post-sunset. One of the best places to get this is on the most westerly border of Kanton Zug, the Ruesstal, where the Reuss separates Zug from Aargau. The lower levels of Aargau give great sunsets and the trees in the valley provide great layering in photos. One Autumn evening the photographer's stars all aligned, the light glowed off the sky and trees and lit up the waxing moon. As the temperate dropped, the mists started to rise as the warm airs trapped in the grasses and reeds cooled. The ever reddening skies then started to light up the mists to give a candy-floss blanket over the valley floor. I was squeezing out the last of my camera battery and doing my best to keep my camera steady on my mono-pod, as the light finally faded into darkness. Wonderful.

fasnacht a time to clown around, a confetti tsunami

oblivious. something for instagram

a moment as the world passes by

to save you scrolling up

info@simonquick.ch

+41 78 743 75 06

Papieri, Fabrikstr 5, 6330 Cham

still, looking for social media? I don't have time, I read books. ok, I do instagram search simonbquick.

© Thanks for not stealing anything!