Winter came early?

      This was the scene at Hannagan Meadows on Saturday 5th November when a party of us went for a walk in the Bear Wallow Wilderness area to the campsite where the Wallow fire is alleged to have started from a 'dead' campfire. I was happy that Kathy dug out thermal underwear for me as the temperature stayed below freezing all day.

      This is the time of year I get a little nostalgic for the wet, sometimes frosty, often misty autumn mornings of England. In other words I miss miserable weather.

     I came here to post this and also to see what was going on in the Bloggosphere as I have a new distraction at Blipfoto . I wanted to specifically see what Kim Ayres is up to . . . 

     My favourite American holiday is coming up - Thanksgiving. Now what do I have to be thankful for?

    

Summer's done?

     

     Well, spring sprung and half a million acres of forest went up in smoke; we evacuated to St John's with ten cats and three dogs and a trailer full of the books, pictures, musical instruments and papers I thought I couldn't live without. But that was just for one week; I just spent another week visiting some of Kathy's family who spend summers in New Mexico. All I needed was a volume of Edward Abbey essays, a hat, walking stick and a stout pair of walking shoes and a notebook . . . see the pics on Flickr. Oh, and I did take musical instruments and played jigs and reels and sang a few songs . . .

      And as you see my beard is back greyer than ever:

   

I feel springtime coming on

so off comes the excuse for a beard

Twelfth Night

and Epiphany gone . . .