Cold, cold cold…the wind pushed at my back as I walked a new trail.
Berries shivered and milkweed flew from my hand, the tip of my nose cold
as I braced myself for the walk back to the trail head.
Saturday night the first snow squall swirled off the rooftops,
melting on my up turned face…and then it was gone.
I knit another glove, painted, blocked a sweater, did my yoga, read the paper,
painted some more then spent the evening watching documentaries and drinking tea.
All that was missing, a campfire and a dog.
Hope your weekend was full of adventures.
xo, j
This sounds like a perfect weekend.
ReplyDeletewhat a adventurous weekend you had.
ReplyDeletei love the trainrail photo which makes me want
to travel....
i forgot the name of hard cookie on last photo...
yum..
i loved hearing and seeing
ReplyDeletefrom your weekend, lovely it was!: )
my dear friend G, had her 40'th birthday this weekend
so mine has been of the joyus and celebrating kind.
lots of laughter and smiles, and tooooo much cake..ha-ha...
love
v
what a perfect time, I miss being in big weather like that.
ReplyDeleteand we celebrated a birthday with a small party
thankfully the little 'clients' were very happy :)