Borers scribbled their signatures into this tree trunk.

Borers scribbled their signatures into this tree trunk.

This vista was worth more than all the gold I might care to own.

A standing birds’ eye perspective of the icy landscape that was the front yard a few days ago.

Evening begins drawing a curtain on the day. As the day ends one considers the days’ experiences and ponder the lessons to be drawn from them, ponder how to apply those lessons.

Here is a healthier and more permanent view to appreciate than being glued to a computer or TV screen obsessing over second by second election updates.

Lacking a hard freeze so far, falls’ colours have been subdued, and that’s fine. One must see into oneself more deeply to appreciate subdued colours.

I greatly enjoy the gentle, soft illumination of our the sky- and land-scape before the sun rises..

Sometimes we hurry from web page to web page, from place to place, in a controlled environment.
It is important to stop and appreciate the real world, the world we live in every day. That is why I try to spend some time outside every day – hot or cold, wet or dry, work or home. I usually (though not always) succeed.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. -John Ruskin, author, art critic, and social reformer (1819-1900)

From the few examples planted in a flower front bed a few years ago, the Purple Coneflowers have needed no care at all and multiplied in a way very pleasing to us, and to pollinators both resident and passing through. There’s a honeybee on a flower in the lower right quadrant.

I got down on their level to capture a different perspective of these fungi sprouting from a trunk in the back yard.
