|the sun through the haze|
|the silent apple trees waiting for spring|
This morning on the way to church we passed some lazy clouds, more like those one would see in the summer than on January 1st of 2012.
|summer sky in January|
Enjoy the pictures. As I write the wind is screaming and whistling through the trees around the farmhouse. I can hear it as it blows through the keyhole on the front door, almost like the wind is trying to blow on a pop bottle. I love listening to the wind. Happy New Year!
Blessings to you and yours from the farm.
|can you find the sun??|