Maria and I were driving back from Granville and we saw the sun change and the sky turned hazy, and felt the air turn, and I got out of the car and my eyes teared and froze to my cheeks, and my fingers and ached and could barely push the shutter but I am so glad I did because you can almost feed the winter landscape, the displaced sun, the world turning blue. It’s – 15 now.
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January
The winter pasture. A powerful cold
by Jon Katz