I have always loved the last light of the day, as it filter and moves through the woods. Hard to catch.
Day: March 6, 2010
Leaf, in the snow. Beauty in small things
Saw this lealf melt right through the ice. Can’t quite figure out how that happens, but it was lovely to come across.
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The Imaginary Squirrel
March 6 2010- Rose is now in her seventh year of pursuit of the Imaginary Squirrel which she saw the first week she came to live on the farm when she was six months old. I have not seen him since, but she has never passed this tree without stopping to check. One day I am sure he will return and the chase will be renewed. But Rose does not take her work lightly.
Today, writing a proposal for a new book idea. Secret for now. Tomorrow work resumes on my short stories.
Barn cat, on the Toyota
Mother has discovered Maria’s Toyota as a good place to catch the afternoon rays and she is often sitting out there keeping an eye on things. Barn Cats are nothing if not adaptable.