In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
When Winter arrived here in the upper hemisphere last month, my already rather inside-out world had become firmly entrenched upside-down. I was forced to admit my Muse had departed, and my so-loved daily photo sessions no longer had either the time or inspiration to continue.
But of course life goes on, and as the dead of winter holds us fast in its grip, those little sparks have begun to appear again like fireflies on a dark moonless night. And so I now return, as best as I am able, to my photography and this little community filled with visions at which one can only marvel and wonder.
January 29th: It's been a grey, uninspiring few days, but I found the icy bricks were again rather amusing.
January 25th: A bitter cold day started out with some brilliant sunshine, exaggerating the bits of ice still clinging here and there.
My other choice for today, going from the simple to the complex, is here: http://sciurusniger.smugmug.com/gallery/1925500#125468758
( Happy Birthday, Mike! )
January 24th: As night falls, one realizes how many little things have piled up over the course of the day.
January 23rd: The Inca Gold "cuke-asaurus".
It has a real name but I can't think of it at the moment. A nifty-looking little fruit, no matter what it's called!
January 20th: "All in all, it's just another brick in the wall...."
A close-up of the view from my kitchen window first thing this morning. I liked the gloss and texture created by the water that overran the gutters, saturated the brick, then froze.
January 19th: What was once a beautiful red rose, born only to frustrate the bejesus out of my photography skills, is now a shadow of its former glory.
I couldn't resist the remnants of ice in the brief spates of sunshine: http://sciurusniger.smugmug.com/gallery/1925500