I am always amazed by the relativity with which each season moves forward. The tides of time relentlessly splash over us, without mercy, without delay. Each year starts and ends, but it is never the same.
Ever since I was a child I was fully aware of these changes that this life cycle brings on in nature. I recall trying to document the views out of the windows of my room, depicting the changes in the foliage of trees, the bloom of flowers and the versatile animal life.
Today, with all the advances in technology and our access to state of the art cameras and processing, I fully enjoy cataloging the changes I see around me.
The summer has peaked and so has the season of the clematis flowers. The end of its blooming season always signifies the fact that the summer is preparing for its departure. Slowly but surely, the days are getting shorter and the sun weaker. The warm season in Scandinavia is short and elusive, yet very intense, colourful and lush.