The rain is currently pounding the roof just above my head, and a steady drip drip drip from the chimney to the metal flashing below could easily become a form of monotonous torture if I didn't have a glass of wine close at hand. The chilly wet of winter in Northern California, just barely beginning, makes me yearn for a warm patch of sun on the hardwood where I could curl up like a cat. When the skies briefly clear, I hustle my family out of our shady valley to soak in the last warm rays at the coast before the sun dips behind the horizon early. Too early.
It's cozy inside with the fire but the nape of my neck pines for warm sun.
Ike06~ grabbed this slice of delicious late afternoon sun in North Dakota - it reminds me of an African savanna. I wonder if she uses this photo as a background on her phone or computer during long, frosty winters to remind her what it feels like to be warm?
kim (mosey) of mosey along
late afternoon by Ike06~