Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
Anton Chekhov
I awoke one morning last December to a magical scene: the entire world covered in hoarfrost. I got out and got as many pictures as possible, but hoarfrost is a very temporary entity at best, and difficult to photograph on a sunny day. These are the best of perhaps twenty photographs I took that morning …read more…
I took my mother into Portage today, and drove through the first real snowfall of the season. We’ve had a few flakes here and there but until today, nothing really accumulated. But today we had maybe an inch or so—which, compared to what we can get over the course of the winter—is hardly anything at …read more…