"God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December."
(James M. Barrie)
With the annual shortening of the daylight hours and inevitable hustle and bustle of the season, my late fall and winter respite from the rat race shifts from photography to writing, making daily shots a hit or miss affair for a while.
December 29, 2007: A melancholy moment.
December 28, 2007: Two new visitors to the feeding station, a purple finch and a fox sparrow.
December 26, 2007: Still looking for Santa?
December 16, 2007: The morning after the first real snowstorm of the season caused everything to look just a eerily Disney-esque.
December 14, 2007: The bitter cold has brought a new regular to the 'hood in search of unhappy meals.
December 13, 2007: Eleanor's daughter, the Princess, poses prettily for just a moment, hoping it will earn her a treat.
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