Here is the Sawmill River in its cold, subdued glory. It rained like hell Christmas day, but not enough to erase the snow. I was on a plane Christmas Eve and on my way home for a surprise visit back home. I couldn't write about that in here because it would have tipped them off. Before the flight I was also busy getting this computer set up to my satisfaction. I'll write about the family surprise later.




Here is my neighbor's barn. It is a nice New England scene.