On ice

“Every single thing changes and is changing always in this world. Yet with the same light the moon goes on shining.” – Saigyo Our winter this year has been more about ice than snow, sort of perpetual November. These photos were taken in mid-January after an ice storm that left us without power for a … Continue reading

A fixer-upper

“Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore, Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter’d, solitary scene; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join To cheer the gloom.”  – … Continue reading

Winter birds

Amid the silence of falling snow this morning were Northern Cardinals, Black-capped Chickadees, American Tree Sparrows, Blue Jays and (not pictured) Dark-eyed Juncos.  The male Cardinal was eating what remains of the tiny fruit on an ornamental apple tree. “Look underfoot. You are always nearer to the true sources of your power than you think. … Continue reading

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