a return

By winterwren

just idling

white fields, grey skies, disappearing forests.  i have grown quite accustomed to these vistas over the past four months.  in fact, most blips i take, be they ice or snow, water or sky, have started to look the same.  

my eye goes to blocks, usually two stacked with the focus on the line between.  somehow it resonates with me.  today i picked a blip with three blocks and two dividing lines, one line crisp and one quite blurred -  something a bit out of my usual way of seeing.  (that i consider this significant just goes to show how long the winter has been.  smile.)

with another five inches of snow forecast for tonight, i cannot promise what this snow-bound blipper will post tomorrow.  but - as long as the lights are on, i will be here.

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