I couldn't post only one picture. I walked everyday and everyday there was something wonderful. Overnight, winter let go. Daylight savings came back, the temperature rose, the streams began to run and the roofs melt. I saw two snowy owls!
One afternoon I came upon an otter slide. Two days later, a mink bounded into the yard, then slid down the hill to the stream in back. I didn't know that minks also liked to slide.
I made this sweater while I was in high school. I think that I was 15. It was the variegated color that I loved. I remember that the yarn came in several different colors. This one was 'mountain' something. I loved it. I ran out of yarn ( and so did the store) as I was seaming the last raglan so finished it up with a navy. I won't show it. Today, I'd have ripped out a cuff and grabbed just enough yarn, but then... guess not. I'm still wearing it. I pulled it out of the chest today to go for a walk. The sweater still fits great, hasn't pilled and I still love the color. It has me thinking. The past few years, I've knit a ton of shawls.. love them and wear them if they weren't for display. And, I've knit some sweaters. Mostly cardigans. None will stand the test of time that this one and its sisters have. Basics. I made quite a few sweaters from the same pattern leaflet, changing the stitch or the neckline. I think I'll make another soon.
I've gotten spoiled this winter, walking and snow shoeing on packed or broken trails. I'm enjoying it so much that I've been keeping my snowshoes in the car, rather than next to the door, ready to head out into my own woods. The only trails that I've walked since this last storm, were made by turkeys. They pack a short distance trail pretty well. This afternoon, feeling a little stir crazy, I went to check two of my favorite spots. Neither parking area had been plowed. No one had been there before me. Guess it's my turn to break a trail tomorrow.
For years I have been frustrated with the digital darkroom. Working with a mouse, menus, and commands never felt creative in a satisfying way for me.
Real darkroom work is tactile, physical. It is painting with light, a dance performed with your hands in semi-darkness.
Then along came cell phones with pretty good cameras and it all began to change. The popularity of iphoneography has developers writing wonderful, creative apps for photo editing. Touch screens, tablets make it hands on again. But different. I'm totally intrigued.
Bare ground or snow covered, the winter woods is magical. I am in my element. Yesterday four deer broused a mossy bank where in any other season they'd be invisible to me. This morning I watched 42 wild turkeys run single file through the woods. Stone walls have reappeared. Shapes, texture, light and shadow. Have you ever listened to the sound of the water bubbling in an icy stream?
It seems impossible that we have finally arrived in a year that once existed in the realm of science fiction. But here we are. It's exciting, to have a new year stretching out ahead, full of possibilities. We've got a few new things planned, tricks up our sleeves. Mostly, we'll see how it rolls. For today, we celebrated the first day by doing what we usually do (weather and location permitting); we went to walk by the sea. I pack snacks and champagne. Today, because it was cold and windy, there was a big pot of soup.. beef with vegetables, barley and mushrooms. We played music and enjoyed the scenery. We ate, walked and ate some more. We saw the sun set over the Atlantic.
Just before sunset, as we headed back to the van, we came across a young doe. She stood about 10 feet off the path eating, totally unafraid of us. We stood watching her for about five minutes. Then the wind finally drove us on. It was a magical moment, in equally magical light.
My wish for this year is that we open our eyes and our hearts to the magic. That we see it when we find it and that we find it often.
Did you know that there are meteors tonight and tomorrow night? Dress warmly.