Sky Fall

Fall Sky

Halfway tween summer & winter

Orange pumpkin sky hovers above

Big treehouse for lucky insiders

Old landmark trees are big providers

More uses than we can think of.

Jack Frost

Jack Frost decorated our maple tree

Winter Haiku:
Went to mail box
Instead of finding letters
Got frosty picture

Flame Mingos

Winter Caption Contest

It is January 20 which means time for our first 2011 Caption Contest. Let your creativity flow into any comment that bubbles up when your eyes send this picture to your (right) brain.

So Deep

An Add-On Poem by Kit & Johnnny
Title: So Deep
Date Written: January 29, 2010
(Line 1: Kit, Line 2: Johnnny, etc.)
Copyright © 2010. All rights reserved.

So Deep

Cold is a badger that will not let go
Fright of the bite from which pain will grow
Ice seals us in like a strict quarantine
Sequestered by love for life and caffeine
We pine for the thaw in long underwear
Recline in a chair with never a care
We watch out the window, drifts rise and fall
White waves grow from small to tall
The winter defines us and makes us strong
Windchill will split the right from wrong
That freeze seems so deep, but you are a light
Jacuze in the sun or even better at night
When all those stars wait to be wishes
And all the frogs just wait for some kisses.

An Add-On Poem by Kit & Johnnny
Title: So Deep
Date Written: January 29, 2010
(Line 1: Kit, Line 2: Johnnny, etc.)
Copyright © 2010. All rights reserved.

Frostily Foggy

Kit took a picture of our front Maple Tree today. Dense fog made for some beautiful branches. It was frostily foggy. This is how our tree looks in the Winter.

This is how the same tree looked last summer.

Partridge Family

We don't officially have any pets in our home (except for one Zhu Zhu pet named Pipsqueak). However, if someone asked us if we have any wildlife, I'd have to say that we don't throw any big parties, but we do have wild partridge.

This family of partridge has been with us (usually just during the winter) ever since we moved into Twin Peaks (2003). The fact that we always have food out probably has something to do with it. One lady across the way calls them "her chickens". Actually, they are our partridge. In my previous life, I used to go out hunting birds like this with Dad, but now they come to me, and I shoot them with my camera.

Remembering Winter

It's been so mild here during the month of November, I had to look back at pictures of last winter to remember what it was like.

If memory serves, this was a very cold winter morning. Just as the driveway got shoveled clear, the plows came by clearing our street, and left behind a huge hard-packed snownami ridge. Besides building character, our North Dakotan winters do help keep out the Riff-Raff.
I still like to do it the old-fashioned way: with a big shovel and a hot cup of chocolate milk coffee.