Monday, March 31, 2008

Foggy Morning

The light was wonderful this morning. First foggy, then the sun bursting through, then fog again, clouds passing by in the sunrise. Just amazing.

Sadly, I watched most of it from my classroom window, whimpering. I had time to stop in Keats on the way to work to take a few shots of one of my favorite trees.

If my job didn't pay so well, I would have had lots of neat shots to share this evening, but the mortgage won again!

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Gorgeous Spring Day

I don't have a whole lot to say except that today is a gorgeous day, and I'm happy about it. Yay spring.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

As Seen On - roadside scholar!


Gigi of roadside scholar put together a wonderful set of questions for what I think turned out to be an interesting blog feature/interview. If you're in the mood, I do quite a bit of rambling on this one.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Magnets!


Introducing photo magnets! Available for a super low introductory price of $3 for a set of four. I just love them.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

It's Almost Full-Blown Spring


This was taken *almost* a year ago, in late March. I am so impatiently waiting for everything to bloom. As previously announced, the crocus are back, and we noticed some green in the lawn this morning.

It's getting there.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

As Seen On - Indie Retailer of the Day



Lucky me. I'm Indie Retailer of the Day! Well, technically Indie Retailer of Yesterday, but it was a cool coincidence that it was one of wonderful boys' birthday.


Anyhow, thanks Brandy!

Renewal


Each year, many of the farmers and ranchers in this area burn some or all of their fields. My understanding is that it returns nutrients to the soil and results in better production from the land. Prairies used to be burned periodically by vast wildfires caused by lightning, but now we fight those off, so for the land to be what it was, it needs burning.

That's my amateur understanding of it, anyhow.

In any event, it's gorgeous. The parts that have already burned smoke and smoke and smoke. There's an uneven line of fire that creeps ever so slowly across the field, but somehow when you look back at a spot, it's moved more than you think it should have. The smell alone is wonderful, bringing back childhood campfires.

With any luck, here in the next few weeks, I'll find myself near a field with camera in hand.