Deliberate yet for reasons not fully understood six months have whizzed by with a single post. One part image fatigue and two parts something else.

Instead of daily how about just every now and then.

Deliberate yet for reasons not fully understood six months have whizzed by with a single post. One part image fatigue and two parts something else.
Instead of daily how about just every now and then.
Even looking into the sun on a cold winters afternoon did little to warm the body.
Seeking Solitude as snow quietly falls.
Wishing you a very merry Christmas.
On Saturday at mid-morning we spotted this Coopers hawk tidying up a bit on a broken old Cottonwood branch. He looked like he has had a bit of a rough time lately with his feathers looking downright scruffy. After a half hour or so of preening his feathers were back in fine order and he was off again hunting in nearby woods.
There’s no escaping and no mistaking this time of year. Early December, high noon, without a cloud in the sky, yet the sun casts long shadows upon a male Red-winged Blackbird with wing-bar colors faded to only a pale yellow. Short days and long shadows. A calendar and perhaps a metaphor.
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