Waiting for lunch, this painting took me far away, had me sipping pina coladas on some far away island. That was yesterday. Today back home again more snow and well below freezing. What a difference a day can make!
It was mid-afternoon. The sun was out, it was a gusty, blustery day and still mighty cold. On my way home, I spotted Orange Boy, that’s what I call him, hunkered down in the sun getting his D’s. There’s a picture, I said to myself. I drove on home, parked the car, and walked back hoping to take his picture.
Yesterday‘s weather report: 19° feels like 3°. I said, “Dan, let’s go out for a walk up in the woods.” So we bundled up, fastened snow studs onto our shoes, grabbed our hiking poles, and went up in the woods. It’s been years since we’ve seen this kind of snow. It sure was pretty. This morning it’s 18° feels like 1°. It’s winter!