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