Sometimes life cries out for a nice break from the daily routine …… a pie break, so to speak. A time to sit, to listen, to reflect. To taste the sweetness of life.
The winter has set in here, in The Burg. Today we went for a drive. We have been socked-in with clouds for about a month, or so it seems. The sun is scarce and this is unusual.
Once the beautiful colors of autumn have finished their glorious display of plumage, the browns and grays set in. Not a lot of color here that I have found.
Here is what I found today:
can you find the lone Snow Goose?
pink
at least the cattle are a different color
my beloved Quiet Spot – Pertle Springs. Where are the Lily-Pads?
thank you people for your colorful display
golf course – do they play on the brown rather than the green?
I love color and I love to take pictures. This time of year it is hard to find the color, and when the temperatures are in the low teens, I do not want to go for a walk. We spent several years in a mountain town in southern California – and as the song implies – “California dreamin’, on such a winters day” – may narrowly imply San Diego or Los Angeles. Where we lived it was brown. High desert country and the pines on the higher peaks were surrounded by brown dirt and gray rocks and if the sky was gray, the pines looked darker gray. Understand it was still beautiful!
One of the reasons I love the Christmas season is all the colors we create! A fun time to decorate. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. While outside looks like this: