The Outdoor Blogger Network’s most recent photo prompt is “The Look of Winter.” A week ago I would have posted a photo of brown woods and green ice. Today, I post this:
One 1250th of a second. A random snippet of time, an instant, now long gone — never to occur again — but preserved forever in cyber space. Weird.
That image says something, conveys a feeling, suggests a mood, but it is just one tiny note in an opus. This little opus here is a bit more than 150,000 notes long:
As I was looking at this, my wife walks up behind me. I comment…what a bleak looking spot on earth.
She says….yep, I’d go there in the fall, otherwise I have no interest.
You’re a hearty fellow Quill.