“No,” said February.
i found this while in search of another image…love it. can i say that?
Weather is something we all talk about. small talk? the mundane? i don’t think so. Winter is here, which means that the heat sucks the moisture out of my body, making me grow scales & when i look at my hands…they look like witches hands. Old & scaly. or a lizard’s tail. but on my…
I live in Alabama. Sunday afternoon, i spent working in my gardens–because it was 68 degrees. i had perennials peeking up through the dirt, and yet…i envied Kip’s thigh deep Vermont snow. I love Kip’s photography & he is generous enough to share them with me.
i cut all my flowers in the gardens because the cold is coming. i’d rather them be toasty warm inside my house. EVERYWHERE. Lucky me.
strange to be posting a snow picture in the Alabama heat. but i’m working on editing all my Vermont pictures to show anyone who cares to look, where i come from. & where my heart aches to be. Every. Day. Of. My. Alabama. Life…