Chasing Orion

The air bites, snatching breath from lungs;
The moon hangs bright in the velvety darkness;
Stars wink and smile down as if to welcome earth weary pilgrims home;
The ground, covered in frozen snow and frost,
sparkles, shimmers, crunches underfoot;
And I... I walk without aid of artificial light;
I follow Orion South, along my own frozen path of light.

Lately

Changing of the Guard :: Jase and Uncle Sy :: Old :: Fiery :: Western Hemlock :: Saucers :: While Your Patterns Print :: Moon Through the Trees :: October Sky :: Dark Eyed Junco :: Stitching With My Girl :: Stonecrop :: Lichen :: Woolly Bear :: Anyone Know this Mystery Bird? :: Homegrown :: Stacked :: Grape Arbor

Lately

Tea :: Moon and Stars :: Winter Branches :: Fir Tree Lit from Beneath :: Defrosting Window :: Backing Up :: Winter Herb Garden :: Simmering Elderberry Tonic :: Mentos and Coke :: Refracted Light :: Rosy Light :: Sunset Behind a Filbert Orchard :: Favorite Restaurant :: Pattern Folding while Skyping with my Sister :: Hot Cocoa :: Lichen on Fence :: 80,000 Miles :: Tire Swing :: More Tea :: New Bass Guitar

Lately

A little Mexican Nativity- Souvenir of my Youth, Tarnish and Twinkle Lights, Knit Stockings, Christmas Songbooks, Fun Times with my Band, Low-lit Barn, Forestry People from across the State (award not given for tall-ness), Bitter Cold, Future Holiday Trees lit in the Night, Glowing House and Stars, Crabapples Hanging on despite Winter, Festive Shadows on the Ceiling, and the Girl and I out for a Frosty Walk ("Wook, Mama! My Shadow is almost as big as yours!").

Oh... and you're going to love it... this stitcher, having removed lamp from beside the stitching chair to make room for the Christmas tree, can now be found most evenings, working her fingers by headlamp light... gotta keep those priorities in perspective, eh?

 You can thank the Farmboy and his fancy phone for this picture.