I always look forward to winter and the cold winds that circulate down from the north and with it, hopefully, much snow, but little ice as I can only tolerate some of winters storms...-e-
I miss all that color and the smell of dried leaves. But I'm here in the southeast Texas sun, bundled up this morning with the furnace on because the first front of the fall came sliding through a couple of days ago, taking away our 90° afternoons, sigh.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Ron