The Wind blew

The wind blew in a burst so hard that it blew down whole trees.

You can see which direction it was blowing.

There were all sorts of trees knocked over.  I could follow the path of the wind by going from tree to tree.

The one that hit the roof of the nursing home broke a window . Wind rushed down the halls and sent papers flying.  It all happened in a quick minute.   Granddad didn't even wake up.

Winter green

Here in the dreary days of Winter most things are pretty drab.

 Grass is brown, leaves and pine needles are tan and gray.

 Stalks of weeds are dull shades. 

But the sun picks out a spot of brightness.

Oh, that is a brilliant bit of green!



It is moss.

Mosses are growing on old logs and stones.


The moss makes the stone look soft, I think.

Not too much ice on the waterfall yet, so you can see how the moss likes the moist stone in the middle.

The moss makes the rock look old, as if it has been there a long long time.   We actually put the rocks around the pond only a few years ago.  I painted the rocks with buttermilk to help the moss grow.  I love the green glow of all the mosses this time of year - our winter's green.