Taking his lead I peeped out our door to see freshly fallen snow. Not much, but it wasn't melting so it was below zero, yet again. Overcast, yet again. Windy and cold, yet again.
|our studio from the outside|
Moving closer I fell in love with its lipstick red door.
Walking back across the front of the residency
|Rogue Wave (2007) in(secure) by Paul Grajauskas|
This post is securing the Island
to the lake floor.
Removal or loosening of the
---tener will dislodge the island.
|the gas station|
The doors to these spaces were intriguing.
|door number 3|
|the space between portables|
|bikes to rent and trailer with bumper sticker:|
I MAY BE SLOW BUT I'M AHEAD OF YOU