I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape – the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth
Many of us (most of us) are looking forward to spring, but it snowed all night and I woke up to a very foggy and beautiful wonderland. So I grabbed the camera and headed out to the yard.
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I heard wings above me as I was out in the fog, and was privileged to have a bald eagle fly directly over me. I wish I could share the moment with you, but he (or she) came out of the fog, and flew into the fog, with nary a hello or good-bye.
I am blessed.