Yours truly is sufficiently “peaked” today (“peak-ed”=a two-syllable word in this case) that any attempts to write coherent English prose are coming to naught—nothing but the common cold, but it’s accompanied by a very fuzzy mind. So, I’ll post some pics Eberle & I shot Friday afternoon during a walk up North Grays Creek Rd a few miles from here. Hope you enjoy:
A view of snowcapped Council Mountain (facing east)
A bitterbrush plant (facing south)
An abandoned trailer house (facing north)
A view of Mesa Hill, with Cuddy Mountain in the background (facing west)
Barbed wire fence & cirrus clouds (facing north)
The land is going to sleep for the season—we had a hard frost on Sunday morning. As we watch the snow edge down the ridges of Council Mountain to the east & Cuddy Mountain to the west we can see winter approaching. Tho right now we’re enjoying beautiful Indian Summer days, the nights are getting bitter, & the sky at evening is taking on that pale winter cast. Soon it’ll be time to take up residence in the sitting room with books & tea.