Every once in a while, even recluses like me have to adjust the angle of the sun on our metaphorical feathers so we can fly another day.
The fall foliage is fading, but I saved some for you!
I tramped uphill, intent on photographing fall color, knowing it would glow against the dark, damp earth. But I was hijacked, as always, by the little things–the tiny plants that are recolonizing our damaged forest.
It’s actually COLD at Stillwater this morning! It’s just over 50 degrees and overcast, so there’s no sun shining into the sunroom to heat warm my bones. I know, I’m a big sissy. 50 degrees is nothing! But it’s a reminder that winter is coming, and with it the snow, the wind, and the […]