Energized by a burst of cool weather. Anything is possible. Confession: “I miss my imagination.” I have been drawing from life, and working on staying in the present moment, and pursuing physical fitness, and...
The lines in my back yard are stark in the dark night, but show up against the snow.
Feeling very fond of March – the way it comes in. A month that’s tied closely with the weather. Wild and unpredictable like transitions can be.
A chorus of unusual, liquid, and arousing bird calls while shoveling the car out this morning. I spoke to the birds, I don’t remember what I said. I know I didn’t have the right...
The sound of sleet. A small ticking on the windows.
Subtle seasonal colors at the beach. And a restful gray horizon that disappears.
How to express it – the effect of winter, when it really settles in.