Now here is a treat, which is part of why I like our place in Arizona. Last night was a full moon, and this morning it was visible at sunrise. Absolutely gorgeous! I stood on a stepladder so I could cut the view fence out of the frame. The birds flying out from the left were a bonus. One enjoys such pleasures as they present themselves.
Since this is our first winter in Arizona, every day is a surprise. So far I have not been able to wear too much wool – that means all the sweaters, shawls and scarves I have knitted or woven. Still, mid sixties feels pretty cool when compared to 112 degrees. Last year mid-sixties in the San Francisco south bay meant for pretty warm weather, so it’s all relative. It’s been such a long time since I had to bundle up with sweaters, boots, thick socks, hat and gloves to survive through the time it took to warm up the car before I chugged along to work. Never mind the freezing cold wind as it tore through your head – wind takes full advantage of any open crevice – ears, nose, edge of a sleeve or a zipper with no backing. Let’s just say I am reaping the rewards of having survived the battle! Enjoy the rest of the pictures!