Travel, then ten days tucked away in the forest with only camera gear. No distractions,
commitments, or appointments. Free to photograph.
In minus 12-degree weather with 24 inches of fresh snow, new lake, stream, river, and
forest opportunities present themselves. All the while there is a constant vigil for lurking
danger and to keeping warm.
Morning coffee with Old Bachelor’s Jam on toast, farm eggs scrambled, bakery fresh
cinnamon rolls. An evening fire charmed meals of Mediterranean Chicken, Carne Asada,
and freshly made peach pie accompanied with, lively conversation, thoughtful
contemplation, and aged friends such as Merlot and Glelnlivet.
Good friends, fun photographing. Thoughts of knitting, canning, new life. A kiss for a hat.
Call waiting. An ever-present canine. Sleds, snow shoes, snow shovels.
And all to soon a sweet goodbye.
