not-wordless wednesday (seasonal notes)

This isn’t the way the beach looks today. Not even a tiny bit. No hint of snow in the air. A couple of days ago I harvested the last of the salad greens. I say ‘the last’… there could be more to come if the tropical temps continue. Tropical being 7-ish. Tropical enough for Birks. What I’m trying to say is that while I like fresh garden produce in December, I’m craving my snowshoes.


Other (not always) wordless friends:

Cheryl Andrews
Allison Howard
Barbara Lambert
Allyson Latta
Elizabeth Yeoman


11 thoughts on “not-wordless wednesday (seasonal notes)

  1. Love your pov on this Carin … All that blue foreground pulls, and holds, the viewers eye! I going to miss snowshoes this year. So … are yours customized for Berks?

  2. When it’s snowshoe time, will you put them on just once with your Birks and take a picture for me please? I suspect Cheryl wants to see one too. You *could* wear socks if you wanted.

  3. What a wonderful demonstration of the charms and simple message of white space Carin (or blue space?). Your hint of what is out there and in here is all that is needed.

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