One of these days I’ll give you the full story, which must run to a couple of dozen posts, but for this evening I’ll just say there has been a lot going on around here, especially for the last week; so much so that Dodger the kitten cat left home for three days, in disgust. His belly led him back, just as I’d drafted the ‘lost cat’ email to the neighbours. We are relieved to see him.
There have been moments of great beauty, rolling mist framed by alpine blues, ebbing in and out of the valley
Branches, twigs, encased in ice
An ash tree, where the ash keys once were.
But for the most part, it has been grey, muddy; and oh yes, very dusty. There is nothing quite like ancient dust, it has a penetrating power of its own. The haze in this photo, is not poor image quality, oh no, it is dust.
This is the kitchen.
can you see why my blog lies unattended?