While most of the other tamaracks have given up the gold, this grove, as it does every year, is hanging in there, some even still green. I can't help but think of Dylan Thomas:Do not go gentle into that good nightIt is 5:00 PM now, and the light is dying fast here as we enter the darkest time of the year.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
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I NEED to be up north...
Lynne- I have seen more snow buntings in more places this year, already, than I saw all last winter. And I think there are flocks of crossbills flying around, but I can never get them to sit still so I can identify them! They sound different though.
We have one near the house that's just reaching its peak, too. What a treat!
I really hate this time change, I just do. I hate it being dark so darn early. Last night, we barely made it up past 9PM... yuck.
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