Trees are for me a visual anchor to the earth, a tie to the world of nature that spans the generations. In last summer’s 105° temperature, these tall pines shaded the earth beneath them as they have since the time of the Civil War, and in the sub-zero cold of winter they draw one’s eyes up toward the sky and provide a visual link to tie earth and sky together.
Earlier I had planned to decorate this young Ponderosa for the season, but soon found it had decorations far better than anything I could provide.
This was what the river looked like Saturday. Yes, it was as cold as it looks!
When the snow comes, I’m one of the folks who can’t keep from documenting its foibles.
The problem with wind power.
They were hardy folks back then!
“Now I know I should have gone south with the others!”
If I’m reincarnated and come back as a bird, I sure hope it will be in a species that migrates south for the winter!
The Clark Fork River with the Coeur d’Alene Mountains in the background. 4°
When Mother Nature doesn’t decorate with color, she uses form.
(Kind of makes the fire feel good and all that wood cutting worthwhile!)