The year is moving on, the sun shining more often and rising higher each day. We’ve just passed the traditional point in the year when old Vermonters would look at their woodpiles carefully knowing they should have 1/2 left. While we don’t have a lot of snow at the moment, we finally have a few inches over the crust and ice that has been here for a month now, just enough for animal tracks to show and to create a wonderful canvas on which tree shadows fall.
I’ll not be posting here for two weeks as I’ll be in Botswana—my first trip to Africa—with my sister Marti (below hiking in Vermont last summer) and two dear, old friends. No email but an amazing new world to see and, of course, to photograph.