Shapes in the snow

Last weekend, big snowflakes filled the sky and silently adorned the dried stalks and leaves of Lilac and Maple trees, Black-eyed Susans, and Grape vines. The sky cleared briefly at sunset and the days began to feel just a little longer. Subtle, soft colours filtered through the bare trees and reflected on newly formed ice.

The snow is falling

The first lingering snowfall this weekend turned the area around our little cabin into a winter wonderland. It’s a rustic little place not too far from Algonquin Park, some distance from the road, with no electricity or running water. It has a wood stove, propane oven, and a solar panel to run a radio and … Continue reading

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