A year is a long time.

[fflo]

When you've been around for quite a few of 'em, and, say, winter rolls around again, or Spring, it's easy to be fooled by how well we know this new thing, how familiar; surely it wasn't long ago we were welcoming the first short-sleeve day, or reluctantly telling the cats we can't leave the windows open all day, or all night, or both.

But, I mean, maybe this long long not-even-a-year since staying home, tho---  maybe it seems even longer than it's been, since it was quite a while before that that I was last having people over, letting people in.

The trick is in not caring.  But caring is necessary for healing.

Enough of that hot air, how'ever.  Here's the main year-end card I sent out this year:

It's from my window, during the polar vortex of what I thought was maybe '18 or '17, but turns out it was '19.

A year is a long time.
 

Comments

[daphnep.livejournal.com]

That image is simply gorgeous. What a great capture. The light is perfect. It’s been years since I saw a beautiful frost like that—thank you for sharing.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Thanks. It's sort of my reward for deciding to send cards--- rediscovering it on my phone, scrolling back for winter images. Good insulation prevents this sort of window phenom, and that's maybe why we don't see it so much, compared to how common it seems in illustrations of winter windows past.

Here's the other shot I sent a few folks:



My little place, at (more or less) the end of the lane.

[maju01.livejournal.com]

Beautiful card! I'm fascinated by the patterns ice makes on glass.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Crazy what nature does.