Yeah! Shovel that snow! You love it! In fact, oddly, I DO love shoveling snow. I like it because I can make shapes/path/ clear spaces. It’s artistically satisfying to me. You see, in the photo, the pile the snowplow made.…

Three days ago the forecast for yesterday was “snow showers”. Which basically means little or no accumulation. Nothing to measure. The day before: 3- 5 inches… The day of the snowstorm: oh dear, I can’t recall. More. And a wide…

It’s snowing. It’s cold. And my dear Peaches is recovering from her romp outdoors. She loves the snow. And I do love her. When she’s not passed out, she’s wide awake to all that’s around her. And that wakes me…

I keep the dock out all winter – a choice I’m questioning this winter. I have an ice eater – a small fan that moves under water to prevent freezing around the dock. But this year the temperatures are consistently…

Open territory. Nothing in your way. You are running freely. On the side, viewers watch – what is that moving so fast? The photo shows the space. The space the lone wolf ran across. Down the middle of the empty,…

It’s getting near the moment, the “instant”, when we all notice time. The year changes numbers. At an exact moment. In Isaacson’s book on Leonardo da Vinci, he mentions the correlation the da Vinci makes between art and time: that…

Sunrise. A few minutes later, the pink is no longer pink. But it’s so gradual, you miss it. Slow motion. A number of years ago, I started an art blog. Almost immediately I was apologizing for how little there was…

It was almost dark. Almost. I wanted the camera to catch pitch dark. Nothing. But when it really was black nothing, the camera would not click. No photo of nothing. As pertains to nothing, I was reading this great African…

Do you see that triangular shape just outside my house? That, dear viewer, is a raccoon. Just happened by to check out whether there was access during these very cold times. And a few days ago, on the new snow,…