The encroaching storm in this image is very different from the one that taps against my windowpane tonight. Mine is a fix of snow and rain and frozen stuff. The wind chimes are dancing to accompany the tinkling sounds of precipitation on the grass. Despite their dulcet tones, I would prefer to be on this catamaran, watching the water reflect the sky.


Pomato Point, Anegada, British Virgin Islands.

Quote of the day: “The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.” —  Shannon Hale

Daily gratitudes:
A warm day before the storm
My slumgullion stew
Squirrels scolding something in the night
Music in my kitchen
How fortunate I have been to travel