This Changes Everything

January 26, and finally a wee bit of the white stuff. Having lived in Maine and Vermont at various times in my life and having experienced real winter, I have to say I do miss it. This little dusting will have to do. I love how snow changes everything, even if only briefly (because we all know this will turn into rain in very short order).

 

Saturday Morning Free Form

An early morning roam-about on the bike, toting the new TG6 and the Lumix (for learning and comparison purposes); foggy beginnings with hints that the sun would be breaking through (and it did, turning out sunny and hot).

A Potpourri of People and Boats, May 2020

Early Morning Wanderings

For reasons unknown to me, I've switched back (after a hiatus of at least two years, the onset of which I also never understood) to an early schedule - early to bed, early to rise - my routine for most of the past forty years, which has afforded the opportunity to get up and out of the house to catch the early morning light (and, have you ever noticed that everybody you meet on the street in the early morning hours - strangers and friends, alike - are quite forthcoming with a "hello" or some form of cheery greeting; not so much as the day progresses).

Between Snows

Posting one more from last week's storm while waiting for tonight's storm to hit. I can't say this enough: I love winter, I love snow, I love weather.