Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
Missoula on a cold sunny 25th: The orange of mountain ash. One squirrel scampering, snow clouds seeding the slopes of Sentinel. Designs of car tires in light snow. Brown leaves. Everywhere, brown leaves. Limp flag. A family of four skating over an ice slick. The plop, plop, plop of a neon-melon jogger, her hair swishing. A red carnation flower on the snow covered frozen mud. open water flowing through the canal, going over an icy rapid. sliding on a thin layer of snow on an ice puddle. white dog trotting; old dog reluctant to be out in the cold. No one at the Mobash skateboarding park. Cathedral of arches under the Orange Street bridge. Sun patches on the cloud shadowed hills to the north. Glow on the steeple of St. Francis Xavier. An archway of brown maples over blue tiled roofs along Spruce Street. The taste and smell of turkey, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie at Charlie B's smørgåsbord. The not-so-stale smell of beer. hugs from friends, the warmth of greeting. Waxwings sitting in the mountain ash, plucking berries, their yellow under-wings. 2009, December 25 133 |