Left over Christmas shots. I liked the look of the ornaments in front of the bookshelf.
Lydia in her "cave" behind the Christmas tree.
Another cave -- under the piano.
Taking down the Christmas tree. Lydia, of course, parked herself in the midst of the activity, the better to get pets.
Packing away the beauty for another year.
Turkeys on a neighbor's pasture, cleaning up after their horses' leftover hay.
A friend had this posted in her office.
A snowy field, criss-crossed by deer tracks.
Morning sun shining through hoarfrost.
A red-shafted flicker. They're all over the place in winter. This one has been eating the berries off the Virginia creeper vine on our front porch. These guys can cause a tremendous amount of damage to buildings. They're handsome, though.
Canada geese overhead.
Major, melded into his couch.
Our horse Brit says hello.
A field along the highway, just at sunset. I liked the shadows.
I didn't realize later that this photo has a distant deer. Can you find her?
Here she is.
Chicken shots.
Looking casual.
Sunrise.
Pink dawn with turkeys. This lighting only lasted a few minutes.
A gibbous moon next to a planet. Jupiter?
Early one morning, the fog turned pink just for a few moments. I caught just the tail end of it.
ZZZZzzzzzz.....
Lydia in "jail." She wanted into the front room so she could lie by the woodstove. But the front room is Major's territory, and HE wanted the woodstove. (The dogs conflict in the house, so they stay on opposite sides of the gate unless Major's on his couch.)
Fortunately they get along fine in the yard.
Coming home from Spokane late one afternoon, we found ourselves behind a schoolbus on the last legs of dropping off some rural children. I thought it made for charming photos, watching these kids walk to their houses way off on the prairie.
Sundown.
