Saturday, March 1, 2008

'Tis March. . .

. . . which means that February is over. The snow will melt any month now, but not before a few more good skis. Next time I fall, I will bend my knees to prevent the brain slosh I experienced last time, flying forward down the hill onto my shoulder. It was exciting.

I wish I had pictures to post of the lake every morning for a week, or a shot of the three deer I saw yesterday, crossing the road together, but these words will have to do.

Here's a bit of Lake Superior five years ago, from deep in my photo archives. It is not so different now.