The gray skies of winter have officially descended on the Pacific Northwest. With those skies come not only rain, sometimes snow, and occasional freezing rain, but also what I call the doldrums. Hard to wake in the mornings, unmotivated throughout the days, longing for sunlight. Continue reading
Sameness is an awkward word, isn’t it? But in these pandemic days, it’s the best suited to circumstances in our home.
A few mornings ago I lay awake listening to the morning sounds. Inside there was nothing happening. The cats weren’t even hassling us for morning treats. Outside I could hear rain falling and occasional birdsong. Continue reading
Rainy autumn days arrived in the Pacific Northwest with bluster. With them, they brought winds that tossed colorful leaves everywhere. Our maple tree left our driveway looking like a leaf mosaic. Bob took the photo above on one of his daily trips to our mailbox last week.
With the change in our weather, the last weekend in November upon us, and new COVID restrictions on Oregon activities, it must be Thanksgiving. Things have tightened up with Continue reading