Look Out John Deere

One of the frustrations I have consistently had when taking pictures of the landscape here is the inability of my camera to capture the brilliance of colors, the wide expanse of the land or sky. Yesterday, for the first time, the digital and real world melded and I was able to capture the beauty that is our clear, blue sky.

Winter. Snow stays indefinitely when faced with sub-freezing days, strung together one after another in the forecasts of the days ahead: like puffy popcorn strung up in preparation for Christmas . But oh, so beautiful.

The trees yesterday morning were frosted with a freezing fog- nothing like I have ever seen. No snow, no ice storm, no rain. Just a thick, thick fog that attaches to the tiny needles of evergreens; coats the nobs and fingers of leafless trees; grows crystals on hammers as Phil works on this siding of a house. Then, with the afternoon sun, its gone.

Ryan has taken to more quiet activities (like throwing the cushions off the couch and jumping on the springs screaming "APPLESAUCE! APPLESAUCE!"). And sometimes, when he is feeling extra relaxed, he will pull out Lego's, make towers and tumble them. But the other day he made this Harvester. By himself. He spent the evening "hardesting corn and beans".