Northern cotton balls

Under the right conditions, snow catches in the remaining weeds and plants around our house and garden. It also piles up on the tree branches. And then the wind comes along.

Ol’ Blue Eye

I was on the floor, taking a picture of something else, when Salty got curious about the camera and stuck her face in front of the lens. When she backed off, I got this shot.

Antique farmers’ forks

As a child, I was so fond of a bone-handle fork at my grandparents’ that I always got to eat with it whenever I visited. Its design is simple, the metal something other than silver or stainless steel. I still find it elegant and rightly weighted in the hand. I imagine they came to western Ohio in a Conestoga wagon from Lancaster or York county, Pennsylvania.