multi-grain muffins made with last summer's blueberries.
the balsam orchard.
light, fluffy, beautiful snow...
...blowing into gentle contoured drifts.
there might be 2 feet of snow out there.
windswept still life.
it's about 9 degrees and very windy,
so i did not stay outside too long.
spring will come, it always does.
in the meantime i am appreciating the
fire in the wood stove, mugs of tea
and some daydreaming.
vermont public radio and henry keep me company.
dear readers, if you are sick of winter,
i wish you could come by and see the
it's special and might change your mind.