Something poetic in the skeletal look of this orchard ladder in winter. Like the bones of last year's harvest, the meat tucked safely in jars on the shelf and in the freezer.
Nobody home here. Or they haven't gotten up yet.
A comment on the weather.
Daisy in front of the barn.
Some scrap metal. Somewhat sanitized by Mother Nature.
Maybe walls next year?
The ramp into the basement. I think I brought enough wood down before it snowed. The last time my feet went out from under me bringing a load down, it took a year before my tail bone stopped hurting. I did add gravel after that, but I'm playing it safe.
No refresh on the furnace yet, some smoke would have looked better. I'd take another picture, but it's snowing pretty hard now.
I brushed the snow away from the entrance for them.
It has warmed up to 28* and has been rising all morning. Of course right after I took these pictures it started snowing again, adding to what fell last night.