wordless wednesday

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looking to the east

Simple snaps.

Sunrise this morning:

Moonrise, tonight.

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still markmaking daily

#411

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light today

4:23 AM

1:10 PM

5:54 PM

7:57 PM

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night lights

It's very icy here. We had an entire day of freezing rain yesterday, falling on the existing snowpack. I drove slowly to the feed store this morning, stopped for a quick look at two bucks on the way home, took Piper for a very brief walk in the woods, then came home with plans to Stay Put. More snow is predicted tonight and tomorrow, and it's very pleasant to think of the stockpile of hay, the crockpot full of soup, the supply of good dry stovewood, and just...being Home.

When I was doing the barn chores tonight, the moon briefly peeped out from amongst the branches of tall trees, and I took a quick picture:

After the third trip to fill goat water buckets, I decided to spend ten minutes doing something just for the joy it might bring:

Fairy lights strung between the workshop and the barn, visible from the porch. I am a simple person in many ways, and my thorough enjoyment of tiny colored lights is a very good example of this.

And in the parlor, yet another form of light:

I'm falling asleep at the keyboard, so...good night!

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a special saturday

A little while ago, I stepped out the east-facing back door and took this picture. If I'm awake in the wee hours of the morning, I will see the moon again through the west-facing window next to my pillow, and perhaps take more pictures. I often do. This sleeping on the porch idea is working out as beautifully as I had hoped.

Today marked the start of the Christmas season for me: the annual tag/bake sale benefiting the Pat Brody Shelter where I first met Kitty Rex, Moxie, and Della. This event is literally the only time I approach shopping with both happy anticipation and a complete absence of mental debate: if something takes my fancy, I buy it. This year I came home with a typically nifty collection of treasures. Suffice it to say, being able to buy two aged hammers and a homebaked apple pie at the same location is my idea of shopping success. I will post a few pictures in a day or two, when I unpack all my little bags and boxes. Right now, it's time for sleep.

Thanks, Pat Brody Shelter.

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thursday 4:13am

Strongly encourage a left-click to embiggen.

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348am

If I'm going to wake in the wee hours every morning,

might as well get up and take a look out the windows.

Right?

What a gift for a person who - sometimes, still - yearns for travel.

I loved living in the mountains.

I was just travelling through

and I stayed seven years.

I've always dreamt of living on the shore of a lake.

I wonder if I ever will.

The ghost-moon reflecting in the double panes

was confusing my camera,

so I opened the window.

It didn't help with the focus.

But that's when I heard the owl.

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a february night

Every time I woke last night, it was still snowing.

Once, I got up and gave Piper and Moxie and Della a snack.

Once, I opened the sliding glass door, leaned out with a broom, and knocked the new snowcap off the sagging birdfeeder.

And once I just stayed in bed and took these pictures.

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after evening chores

When the hens were all abed

and the goats were fed and quiet,

I lingered outdoors tonight.

My view to the East:

My view to the West:

Good night, my friends.

I hope your Christmas Eve is magical.

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evening chores

Evening chores now begin at about 3:30 PM.

But today I had an appointment, and didn't get home til 4:30.

So I finished up by moonlight.

Handheld, one-second exposures.

Just for fun.

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