A RETIRED NEWSWOMAN, I live in a wooded creek-valley in a semi-rural township in Ohio, in a county that borders the south shore of the Great Lake Erie.
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Into the darkness the daylight was creeping; Frosty temps set the mourning doves weeping; The new day rose cold and we saw the proof In the layers of ice on the ground and the roof. --Rose & Mick, Saturday morning, 3-19-2016
What a gorgeous sky all day... The dramatic clouds before noon would have been impossible for anyone to capture, be it artist or photographer; you had to BE there. The blue-sky afternoon was filled with cumulus sailing through the field of our sky like prairie schooners. And now I'm watching the effect of evening. We'll have beauty until dark. And so good night, so we can watch it all.