Monday, January 21, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Saturday, January 5, 2008
we have a tradition, some friends and i. Friday evenings after work, we collect in a local pub to celebrate surviving another week. we order carafes of wine and platters of wings, and savor the coming weekend. this past Friday, as some of our more fortunate members were still enjoying their seasonal time-off, we met @ their home in the country. it was a mild day, for midwinter, so they built a campfire after we'd feasted and toasted each others' health, and we adjourned to the out-of-doors for more toasts, some involving flaming marshmallows. as i downloaded the pictures, my camera still smelled pleasantly of woodsmoke.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
on days like this, i think only crazy people live this far north. it's -30 C and the wind is blowing. nothing with any sense goes out in that.... wild animals find a cozy place out of the wind, curl up with their tails over their noses and take a nap. only people go out in it, and those animals unfortunate enough to be domesticated by them.
but, on the upside, sunsets and sunrises are masterpieces - studies in subtle color painted on a pristine canvas of unblemished snow.