Sunday, February 1, 2015

midwinter

you know, some days there is something bleak about the midwinter . . . .


Saturday, January 31, 2015

the little forms . . .

yesterday as i walked home, i got down on my hands and knees to get closer to the very little forms whose lives at this time of year are contained beneath the surface of the snow and then also the soil while winter winters on . . . .









Friday, January 30, 2015

under the ice . . . .

i found a place where i could slide down the side of the river embankment and catch up in some boulders at the bottom right by the rivers edge.
it's so cool! with the freeze and then the rise in temperatures, little bits of the ice have lifted up revealing tucked away spaces underneath!
here's what i found in two of those teeny tiny ice caves . . .



Thursday, January 29, 2015

i am in awe of them ...

all the sweet birds . . . the brave birds . . . who winter over and somehow
somehow manage to eke out a living - let's use that word truthfully .... a living ... as in they survive . . .

i am in awe of them . . .




Wednesday, January 28, 2015

sid drops by . . .

sid the cat. a lot havier than i last saw him but perhaps that's to cope with the cold - twenty below zero when he dropped by . . . .



Tuesday, January 27, 2015

looking up . . .

early evening on my street out front of my home . . .


Monday, January 26, 2015

waiting to return

this leaf . . . frozen into the ice . . . waiting for its time to return to the great cycle of decomposition and new life . . .