Friday 29 November 2013
Icicle
An icicle
Lives in the winter
Dies in the summer
And grows with its roots upward.
Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme
Tuesday 26 November 2013
Saturday 23 November 2013
Wednesday 20 November 2013
Monday 18 November 2013
November Fog
The sunbeams are welcome now. They seem like pure electricity... .
From Winter Sunshine
by John Burroughs
Sunday 17 November 2013
Tuesday 12 November 2013
Saturday 9 November 2013
First snow
Friday 8 November 2013
Sunday 3 November 2013
Carpet of leaves
"Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow."
from Leaves, by Elsie N. Brady
Friday 1 November 2013
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