I feel like we never see mist locally. It might just be that I grew up with real, dense fogs. Or that I’m not normally one for getting out of bed early, and so the mist has always gone already by the time I look out the »
Archive of journal entries re "pond"
I get out of the house most afternoons, typically mid to late afternoon, but this day being extra late collided with the short days after the winter solstice. And although I went for a walk into town, I had my camera with me, and on the »
When I returned from Scotland in February, this past weekend was marked on the calendar as “surprise trip”. Jill had decided she needed a “get out of dodge” trip in her future, and we hadn’t talked about the trip to Petoskey at that point; she did a pretty »