Scratching a week of arrivals and departures
of scraggly dead spruce trees
and snowy days
My second week
this time all alone
The Rusty pups and I have walked in snow nearly every day
Visiting a friend who looks across the Basin
at Annapolis Royal
Looking very grey
as tiny snowflakes hung in the air.
A contrast of solitary and multitudinous adventures!
ReplyDeleteThe village looks like a picture from a book -- I know there is a story there, or perhaps lots of stories. Might they involve fires in the fireplace, and a hot cup of tea?
ReplyDeleteAhhhhhh ... another year of scratchings in it's last month !
ReplyDeleteWhere does time go, I often ask myself ...
Well, Penny : yóú don't have to ask that, do you ;-))
Oh but the colors!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos!
ReplyDeleteThe car with people and the plane made me smile! So fun!
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