Un-Seasonal

This picture featuring frosty pasture grasses against the barn is from a couple of weeks ago when we had a run of cold mornings–unlike the balmy ones we’ve had the past few. We could comfortably have worn shorts while working outside yesterday. We threw a few sticks of wood in the woodstove before noon on Friday, and didn’t crank it up again til this morning (and for my money, we don’t need it now, but…)

If pictures of ice on the creek was my hope for winter photography, I think I am going to be disappointed. The jonquils are coming up, so maybe I can look forward to wildflower photography in February this year?

January thaw? There’s nothing to un-freeze. Found a tick on the dog yesterday–cold blooded creatures quite active in mid-winter bodes ill for spring and summer vermin.

And yet, I’ll have to say that freedom from icy travel has made our coming and going far more casual than it usually is this time of year. Still, I’d kinda like to have winter this trip around the sun.

But it’s not your father’s planet, Bucko, and those old expectations may just be a thing of the past. Could be, the frost and wood heat in January will be the exception, balmy shirt-sleeve weather and a sheet for cover at night the rule.