a river of stones, stone #19
for a river of stones.
This went in an unexpected direction. I spent part of the morning chipping ice off the car and a small part of the driveway (I broke both the ice scraper thingy and the shovel and had to stop). But I took a picture of a branch from our pine tree. How she’s burdened with ice right now, the price she’s paying for having green all year. Of course, her boughs are flexible for a reason. And I hope she doesn’t lose a limb.