November Sky

When I awoke this morning and looked up at the stark, gray November sky, I made the decision that I would not let cold, lack of color take away my inner peace. On purpose, I began to enjoy the benefits of my decision. As I thought of ways to photograph the beauty of the oncoming winter, I felt myself wanting it to hurry up and snow, so I could capture all of the beautiful possibilites. With the cognitive shift, came creative thoughts of snow nestled in empty milkweed pods and on red berries that are still viable on the tree that stands near the trash receptacle outside my office, and delicate, weathered Queen Anne's Lace - on and on the thoughts came throughout the day, crowding out otherwise negative ones.