A collection of photographs from New Mexico and some East Coast locations
2011 and beyond
I don't think I want to cross that line.
I think I want the winter to be gone alreasy. She worn her welcome.
This winter will end. I can read the signs. However, don't loose all hope. There will come a moment, it will be hard to tell at the time, when it will no longer be this winter, but will become the next winter.
I think I am currently more willing to explore time between winters.
that wire is now buried in snow, right?
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