We are in the heart of winter, it is not a brutal winter, like the one two years ago, but it is a persistent winter. Snow almost every morning, ice underneath. I had a bad fall this week by the pasture gate at the side of the house, I have learned how not to fall on my camera, and was not badly hurt, just sore. I have been luck with falls, but the ice is treacherous now and will be around for awhile.

Winter can’t seem to make up its mind about itself any more, it is cold for a few days, then warm, the ground is muddy, the frozen, soggy, then icy. Winter is very different, we all feel climate change so closely up here. Still, there is great beauty in the winter pasture, it is spare and color has great meaning.