I've been listening to a bit of The Wailers lately wishing their hot reggae beat might warm my January thickened blood or at least transport me to warmer Caribbean climes via audible osmosis. This need for warm sun on my face got my attention as I was shooting a church on 421 W of Boone yesterday morning. According to The Weather Channel the temperature was nine degrees but it felt like zero. Indeed.
But others have it snowier and colder than me. Amy in New Hampshire posted on the trouble with humans and winter. Apparently Jimmy Buffet's concept of changes in lattitude and changes in attitude isn't far off the mark. I think both Amy and I wish we could visit Beth at her Longleaf Preserve in Florida. And by the way, congratulations to Beth for her recently published work, "Tenderness," in Brevity Magazine. And look, there is another High Country photoblog called Appalachian Encounters. That is all the bits and pieces I have for you right now. Gonna go light up those gas logs...
