Frank and I actually had to resort to shovelling our driveway. We’re always saying that the snow will melt and we don’t need to bother. this year seems different. a storm every week…but nothing beats the clean white of a fresh snow fall.
A year in Days – my photo journal
These two walked home (well, one of them walked)… It was fun to have met up in the city for a birthday lunch. Will was there too, of course, and me, but my camera was set on grandchildren mode ..
Driving home after sewing and shopping, it was that magic time again…the beginning of sunset. I clearly remember living in Ontario, and thinking that Frank and I had never lived in a house that gave us a sunset view…we may have had part of whatever house we were living in, facing west, but the other houses and trees and tall buildings blocked any real impact of the setting sun. It was something that I was conscious of missing. And something we have here. Being now able to witness this phenomenon so frequently and even from our own home, has earned this a place on my gratitude list.