I am challenged to live in a place with such harsh winters, grateful to live in a place with so many beautiful and touching images.

Lately, I’ve been drawn to solitary trees and old barns, two images that are beautiful and a deep part of human life and history.

We had another nasty storm this morning, short and cold and windy, and then the skies cleared in a beautiful way in the late afternoon.

As always, this tree was waving its arms at me, whispering,”Hey, fancy pants, come on over here and take a photo of me.” I came running, as I did last week when she shook her fanny at me.