7º @ 7:00

I remember being outside one morning at the end of January when the temperature was 7º F (-13.8 C) at 7:00 a.m. I was wishing for summer heat. Now that the summer heat is here, I started thinking about that cold morning in January, and the song I wrote about it.

Fifteen

Looking east at Susan’s and Teagan’s Trees behind the snow-covered black bamboo.

We got four inches of wet, heavy snow last night that broke a lot of trees, causing power outages. We were without electricity for over 15 hours, and we still don’t have internet service. I’m using my phone as a hotspot for this post.

The snow laid Rebecca’s Black Bamboo down so we could see the trees behind the bamboo. I was out early, cutting up trees that had fallen across the road so people could get out and in.

Black bamboo laid flat by heavy snow

Panorama of the snow on the black bamboo. The black bamboo canes are up to 20 feet tall.

Resa’s Tree from looking over the flattened bamboo.

Snow and cloud-covered Sandias

Spunk Art

Back In Black

Simple Sunrise

Black Butterfly

Black and yellow dragonfly

Black cats (Gwendolyn, Loki, Glenda)

Black caterpillars

New table and chairs in the Black Bamboo

Inspirational coffee in the Black Bamboo

Sunset