My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?
The shoots are coming up in our pond.
In winter the pond gets kind of aggressive and the land around it gets soggy. This soggy. (Note to self: replace that boardwalk thingie, the fact that it’s too waterlogged to float is Not a Good Sign.)
This is the corner that got walloped by the pine and fir; these pictures were taken a few days previously. Not sure how much will have survived the walloping to make pretty reflections.
Snow is in the forecast for tonight, and then freezing rain, well, actually the forecasters are being a little vague. There’s precipitation coming into a cold front that’s been sitting over us, and then almost immediately it’s going to warm up, and who knows what will happen? seems to be the refrain.
I don’t have to drive anywhere tomorrow, so if it snows I’ll happily take pictures. But meanwhile, snow from a few days ago. These pictures of the slough on our property were taken early, before the sun had cleared the trees.
Actually, dewdrops on the wee Japanese maple, catching the sunlight. But appropriately seasonal lights nonetheless.
And here’s wishing the light and love of the season to you and yours.
A beautiful day for photographing rockpools on sandstone.