A snowy day. Earlier the snow had essentially stopped and the sun had come out. Now the clouds have lowered and we are receiving intermittent bursts of moderate snow. The feeders are covered in birds.
Thanksgiving has passed. The early morning sunlight has disappeared behind glowering skies; the forecast snowstorm will be rain. The studio where I write is chilly, having been largely unused for the past few days. BY the time it truly warms … Continue reading
I awoke to tiny pink clouds scudding eastward; soon they obliterated the sun and the sky became a very November overcast gray. There is most certainly a storm coming. We are settling into the new house. Fewer boxes block our … Continue reading
A bit of rain to begin this warm, muggy late-summer morning. Now the sun is out, abet wanly, its light reflected off the puddles. We have turned the corner of the year and are now headed into autumn. The goldenrod … Continue reading