Thursday, March 10, 2011

a walk in the rain

It's not that cold; just a low grey sky and steady rain. Eighteen hours of swinging between a chilly misting and window slapping sprays. If I can keep my head dry, I'm out the door.

snowdrops in the pine needles

raindrops on the maple

holes the dog dug

green hellebore being beautiful

tea for cold fingers and cold nose

1 comment:

  1. Thank you, as always, for these little glimpses of life through your eyes.



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