Monday, January 27

I could hear the wind, but how do you photograph wind.

Then I saw snow blowing across the fields between the farm and our house.

The wind kept the snow plows busy at keeping the roads open.

This time the plow went through just in time for the school bus.

“Hey, Myrtle, don’t turn around now, but I think Doris is taking pictures of us again.”

Waiting for her turn at the suet.

Another one waiting his turn at a feeder.

Does this give you an idea of what is happening in the sky?

I kept waiting and watching as the evening sky changed.

I felt like I was watching a Master Artist – and I was!