2001-10-31

When getting out of the car up on the heath, there is snow blowing, although no snow is falling. The snow that fell yesterday is drifting on the road like smoke. It is bright, the sun shining off the snow; all is blanketed in snow – only points of rock and crags protrude through the bluish expanse. The sun’s rays, low on the horizon, shine through the drifting snow from time to time, so that everything shines suddenly in all the colours of the rainbow, as through a prism; yet it resembles the shimmering of stars more than a rainbow, due to the frozen snowflakes. The road is mainly clear and free of snow. The road surface has been raised up to prevent snow collecting and blocking the traffic.
At a closer look, snow has collected in all the uneven places on the road; between the gravel in the tarmac a pattern of white forms – like the inner surface of a blood sausage´s membrane.