I know, I know. It is December, right? What? Beating on your manure cart? Noooooo... trot, trot, trot how...??? reiner! here comes the snow! woodpile sunrise through the pasture get used to it, boys christmas doves after the storm crazy eyes first real snow strut Old Man Claus' place they can take it flock fun with orbs ~ golden fun with orbs ~ white tricky commute 13.5" and growing! again with the ducks! In the Attic What are you thankful for? early evening moon a great dane on point?!?!? Ozzy please, sir, one more crust of bread? into the golden twilight sunset on Wentworth The end, for some. Nice finish! Another weekend, another swamp. all the pretty colors leftovers webs in the garden foggy start mornin'! at the town docks cleared for takeoff against a darkening sky Mrs. H.M.