A path opening into deep fog on Hampstead Heath, the way ahead going soft.
Hampstead Passage
A solitary figure set out across open heath, the distance dissolving into mist.
A very long walk
Two figures pass beneath a great bare tree in deep fog on Hampstead Heath.
They pass
Bare branches drawn like ink against a pale, fog-flat sky.
Indications
A willow standing in fog, the far trees taken one by one into the mist.
Upon the furthest earth remov'd from thee
A single bare limb reaching across a fog-dimmed slope.
Limb
A still, iced pond holding the grey morning like a mirror.
Mirror morning
A worn path closing into the trees, its edges falling to fog.
Well worn way
Paths diverging on the heath, the ground opening away into mist.
Doppler
A figure wandering beneath spreading branches in the calm woods.
Wander
A stranger half-resolving out of the fog, found and not quite met.
Found in the fog
A figure moving with purpose along a colonnade of trees in the mist.
Purpose
A fog-grey heath scene marked by a single point of red.
Marked
A twisted, fallen trunk laid to rest in the frost and fog.
Twisted rest
A bench held in the closing fog, the heath quiet around it.
Wait for me