If you look carefully you can see the faint tire tracks left by my brother James as he drove off into the sunrise from my home. He gave me a gift beyond measure this weekend
I finally felt as if my eyes were opening on my walk yesterday.
Road to studio and the ice is melting off the road
Elbow loved it here.
I wonder if Santa will bring me a puppy.
Called north
The walk to the mailbox
The walk to the mailbox has become the days large adventure. My world has become very small. This is the journey to and home from the mailbox. Elbow and I visited the mother spider , you can see her nest in the mail box