A fresh half-inch of snow is enough to give shape to banshees towering into the treetops, which whip back and forth, shedding dead limbs
2008
Tuesday December 30, 2008
Monday December 29, 2008
Sunday December 28, 2008
Saturday December 27, 2008
Friday December 26, 2008
Thursday December 25, 2008
Wednesday December 24, 2008
Tuesday December 23, 2008
Juncos foraging in the snow. One flies up to the branch nearest to my chair and inches sideways, its down coat puffed out against the cold.