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The landscape of frost on the car roof shortly after sunrise compelled me to stop and capture it, to admire it for a moment before I drove away and it disappeared, never to be seen again. It was a reminder to stop and appreciate what is, because you may never see, hear, feel, experience it again.

We came across an abandoned, empty barn recently. Faye wanted me to stop, and she got out to take photos, including this one full of juxtaposed angles, lines, light and shadow.

I’m watching . . . something. Stella’s watching . . . something.

Sometimes Kendal has difficulty posing for a portrait.

Achilles greeted me at the gate when I arrived home from work. It’s good to be greeted by his sweet furry face and gentle personality. His muzzle is grayer now, eight years after adopting him out of the shelter. I’m still quietly pleased and very deeply gratified that fate, chance, karma, luck, The Maker, what have you, bring us together. He’s been such a pleasure.

Faye and I came home Sunday afternoon to 20-plus degree temperatures so we made the time to enjoy a Mill Street beer on the deck. We resolved to spend at least a little time outside every month of the year and make a portrait and this one was easy. Stella’s ears and forehead sneaked into the frame. Good thing we did this – we had about 4cm of snow last night and the current temperature is 1, if that.