day 361 of 365

The winter woods are full of delicate beauty, if you look very carefully.  Click here to see more winter beauty.

day 355 of 365

This barn window was both a mirror, reflecting the woods behind me, and a portal through to the window on the other side. 

day 272 of 365

Constant Comment.  It's the way to start your morning.

day 223 of 365

I rode uphill and down, 

through the bogs, woods and fields.  

The sun was going down.  

It was beautiful.