One more month to go and we bid farewell to 2011. For me, born in the mid-1900's, the twenty-0's sounded foreign and far, yet now, we are officially in the twenty-teens. I suppose we could call this decade the teenager of the century. An adolescent decade. That might explain a lot of what is going on in the world today.
Anyway, this morning's image is of the south facing cottage at Graywood Farm yesterday morning. The swirling and howling north winds of Tuesday night brought snow and cleared the air. By morning, there was snow plastered on every north facing surface in the Thumb. I had to pry my car door open when I headed uptown to quilt.
These intense blue and bright white mornings are a gift of the Northland. For several minutes, sometimes an hour, sometimes all day, the glistening landscape sparkles. There is a sharpness to the scenes. Grays have contrast; whites gleam; blue deepens.
This morning, we have clouds again and this first morning of December 2011 is pretty dull.
Copyright 2011
Wanda Hayes Eichler
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