my snowshoe tracks through the “three sisters” birches at our “bit of earth”
batman, shoveling snow off the woodshed roof, prepping for more forecasted snowfall
morning sunshine in the upstairs hallway. birch branch curtain rod, day of the dead wall art, linens on the drying rack, tete-a-tete daffodils blooming on the bookcase.
Hello dearest ones. Just want to make sure you know I am thinking of you, even though it’s been quiet here.
Hope to adjust some formatting challenges.
More soon.