I put together this series of pictures to tell a little story about last year’s seasons.

I didn’t put a lot of thought into it, I approached it like the way I would I stream of consciousness writing excercise.

Thank you to Bushboys’ post about ” This is January 2025 ” for the inspiration!

Spring:

I used to have a fabulous herb garden and in the Spring I was out there everyday working on it,. Then I moved to toilet town and I don’t have a garden anymore. But I still have Hamish and he loves the spring. He gets a little impatient when I stop to take his picture because he is so intent on tracking.

Hamish knows how to live in the moment.

I need to work on that.

I hate summer.

The only thing I like about the Summer is watching my Sun  worshiping friends turning into a leathery looking mummies right before my eyes.  It’s like a NatGeo show about Mummies only I don’t have to pay a cable provider to watch it.

It goes without say that I won’t put a picture up of any of my Mummy friends because I don’t want to blow that gig. Also, I don’t have a lot of friends so I don’t want to make anybody mad and hurt their feelings.

Instead here is a picture of a boat that is slowly being reclaimed by the Sound. It’s like the Body Farm in Tennessee for boats.

It probably smells a little better then the body farm and you don’t have to be up to date on your vaccinations to explore it.

At least I don’t think you do- whoa I hope your don’t!

I love the Fall. I love the promise of winter. I like the food. I like the fun events. I like the sound of dry leaves rustling along the ground when it’s windy. I love it because the Ghosts are on their way for a visit.

Winter.

After a long year. After all of the drama. Winter comes along and it’s time to bundle up, to be quiet and wait for it to snow.

I spend all  year waiting for the winter.

I am waiting right now.