The winter woods

It won't be long before the buds and leaves appear, so we'll have to enjoy every day of these bare, cold, and gray woods while we can. They are pretty. In a picture. No, really. I can't tell you how many times I've nearly fallen flat on my keister because of wet and slippery fallen leaves on mud. How I long for dry ground.

The woods north of our house, just across the vineyard.

But seriously, folks. January has been drier than either November or December. But less wet is still wet, right? At least it's not snow. We need about a week of clear sunny days to even begin to dry things up.

Hope springs eternal.