We have had a dusting of new snow that has covered some of the bare spots, and it’s been cold, single digits, at night. The skies have been cloudless blue.

My version of a Rothko.

Bare branches on the horizon and on the frozen pond.

Chickadees might be my favorites.

Party scene, lots of people still hanging out in the kitchen.
Ken and Jane's tree. A white pine from their pasture decorated brillantly with dried hydrangeas.
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