Nature herself seems confused these days – flowers linger despite the frosty chill. Inside, we prepare to hunker down for the cold weather, knowing that there is always potential for hindered travel. Isolation plays with the mind, conjures certainty of malfeasance. Ric’s recovery is slow and his spirit is lagging. I feel somehow left behind, […]

There is frost on the pumpkin, and Jack Frost, and Robert Frost, and frosty stares, and a cake to frost. I’ll likely be outside trying to capture frosty images. Where will this challenge take you? Can’t wait to read.