Crescent Moon and Venus
First dragonfly photo of the season
The spider saw its shadow. Does that mean six more weeks of spring?
Peonies
Spunk Art
Another peony
Sasha: “To break in the brown striped bag, or not break in the brown striped bag? That is the comfy question!”
She couldn’t resist
Marble
Spunk after a long night of killing his tail and ears and making Spunk Art.
Siver, Glenda and Loki
I be’d my own one-man long-haired redneck road crew this morning, and filled up all the potholes in the road that had developed from the little rain and snow we’ve got in November, and the freezing every night and thawing every day. I scraped ten wheelbarrow loads of base course and gravel off the edges of the road to fill in the potholes, and then dumped another 30 or so wheelbarrows of sand I dug out of the ditch bank to fill the areas that had sunk over the culvert. I walked three miles pushing that wheelbarrow back and forth for two hours.
A long shadow falls
Frosted dusty grains chaos
Rain was mostly sand
Beaker saw his shadow tonight. Fourteen days of summer left.
The source of Beaker’s shadow.
I stepped onto a gnarly path to nowhere — like being swallowed by the valley of death… http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/12/gnarly-trail-to-nowhere
Off Center & Not Even 