Brown Out

 I woke up to find it completely brown outside. From minus eleven to sixty two in five days. As the day wore on, into the late afternoon, it felt distinctly like late September in warmth, quality of light, and brown-ness.

Except for the squirrels, they're still gray, to match their favorite tree trunks.

Morning Lights

A few mornings back, during a communion of hyper cold and humid air before this week's warming, I woke to see lights in the trees. 

Not on the trunks and no slick, icy skin on the branches. The lights were exceptionally difficult to photograph, but quite magical with eyes alone. It made me wonder about the origins of lighting trees, if not Christmas lights specifically. So why did it happen, why now?

I went around the front, and found that all the smaller branches were frosted.

Like this.

Each crystal a plate extending perpendicular from the branch. Some, but not all, were at just the right angle to reflect the low, morning sun creating little points of brilliant light. If you move, you lose one light, but pick up new reflections from others. It's quite a thing to see.

Too Feed Or Not To Feed

Feed burning is not in my realm of expertise. I appeared to have set it up successfully at NYCGarden, but who's to say, maybe I didn't. If you have been having any difficulty accessing this blog via one of the two feed links on the lower right, please let me know. I submitted my email yesterday and today I received a post from August!