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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,…

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,…

There was a smidgen bit of snow last night. Just to add interest to the lake. Looks so pretty now, doesn’t it? Don’t worry, on Tuesday is will be ruined. For one day, it will be warm enough for the…

It snowed a few days ago. Beautiful powder snow, about a foot of it. And then it turned cold. So the lake just now is freezing. Clear ice. It’s so rare that the ice isn’t covered in snow. But this…

I live in a beautiful area. And there is no one around. No one. I take Peaches out to a mountain trail and I make a trail in the deep snow. The next day – only our footsteps still. Peaches…

9 AM photo. Twice shoveled already – the wind is just blowing that snow across the walls and onto the stairs. A-a-a-a-h winter. As I read in D. G. Haskell’s “The Songs of Trees” : The smallest viable genetic unit of…

I took this photo earlier in the day. Peaches looks so innocent here. And she is. She just needs to go outside now and again. It can seem like now and now. And again and again. Do you hear a…

I have a ridiculous story to tell. I don’t know if you’ve been noticing this ongoing saga of my not wonderful health humming in the background… I’ve been dealing with it since the weather turned cold. That’s a clue. I…

Water. No ice. No snow. It’s before all that. It’s the blank canvas. I’m reading a book now on Christianity. I know – I’m surprised too. I see myself more likely reading Buddhism, maybe something from the Koran to understand…

I made a mistake when I was cutting out this horse shape yesterday. I proceeded to throw it away. In the night, it occurred to me that it might not be “good”, but it could possibly be true. Such a…

Poor pup has to hang out on the bear. Nothing more to do when there’s art being created. Oh well. I can feel my energy slowly coming back. I am re-entering the art making – not just the art dreaming.…