The Pig Barn, from the back door

Storm Center is all aroused again, I gather and there is another two-day storm rolling East from the Midwest. I decided Friday that winter was over. I saw the Spring Light, the longer days, the different angle of the light. This is what photography has helped teach me and show me – how to see the world anew, each time I look at it. And what I see is Spring Light. So I’m really going to pay all that much attention to the winter anymore, even though there seems to be plenty of it left.

Friends of mine down South are catching it worse than we are, or perhaps this kind of winter just isn’t all that over-the-top here. It’s the fourth or fifth in my time. Once the days start lengthening and the sun gets stronge, the season changes for me. And I can see it in the photos, Still, I’m heading for the market later and stocking up. Good to be back home. Still absorbing an intense week. I want to get much more serious about meditation. Been reading about it’s impact on the brain and I remember meeting an impressive analyst who said meditation could change my life.