Sunday, November 30, 2014

this was November

Mellow and worn, like the felted slippers worn on my feet on November days due to the cooler temperatures, yet
 as the days grew shorter and the shadows longer, I observed certain integral moments of time to snap and hold in place.









Each picture tells its own story.

a chickadee

 I have taken to afternoon walks in the fields along the side of the woodlands. Today I carried along a small pair of binoculars hoping to c...