riding in . . .

the soft mysteries of a foggy morning . . .

ice melting over blackened leaves

entanglement

entanglement pierced by light from the local star . . . .

flash frozen puddles

little puddles of meltwater had frozen quickly - and so very beautifully - overnight ...

frost-feathered entanglement

walking in past one of my favourite entanglements. this morning it is entirely frost-feathered.

a mid-winter bouquet

in the very small spaces . . .

a beautiful frosty morning . . .

down close to the ground

down close to the ground . . . 

feeling at one and the same time, 

the icy thinness of a mid-winter wind, 

and the fullness of a mid-february sun.

soft chatter

walking underneath the soft chatter up on the wires . . . 

running late

some mornings . . . the "running late" ones . . . there's a light that i call the benevolent light . . . 

frost fence

walking home with the groceries

frost

early morning frost as i arrive at school . . .

birch bark

every day i walk by this tree and think "you're so very beautiful" . . . .

our new teapot

an unexpected and wonderful gift for our home! 

incoming winter storm

careen

a wild sky hovering over the grocery store parking lot . . . .

among the small joys . . . .

when friends come for dinner and bring flowers . . . .

sometimes, you can go back

i walked past this moment
and
i slowly walked back into it . . .

quiet time by the river

winter's subtle calligraphy

in my backyard enjoying winter's subtle calligraphy . . .

mavis

my Godmother . . . a piece of my heart has flown away with her . . .

crossing jackson creek

this is the place at which jackson creek emerges having travelled under the downtown of my little city . . .

shadowplay - bluejay

earlier this morning there was sunlight . . . it threw the shadows of tree branches across my kitchen. i watched as the shadow of a bird landed on one of those branches. i enjoyed the shadowplay for a little while, and then i went to the dining room window and spent some quiet time taking in this beautiful bluejay . . .

colour!

walking home under a sky filled with colour!  a small wonder. a great joy!

stories

i love walking beside the river. i listen to its stories . . . . happily it also listens to mine!

when the river drops

when the river drops

the ice fractures.

past seasons surface.

under the wires