I feel stuck. Which seems wrong, somehow, here at the beginning of a new year, when everything is supposed to be a fresh start to something new.
I still have photos left from my recent trip north, where, even though it snowed every single day, I still got out a little bit.
Two years ago I was up there and the weather was so much better. I was out and about hiking through woods and along the beach. This year I was lucky to get out one of the 6 days I was there.
I am reluctant to fill this blog post with the remaining pictures from my trip up there because it feels like I should be showing you something new and fresh.
Not more snow and ice and wind and bad weather. But I don’t have anything new and fresh. I don’t have anything to talk about but weather and the few moments of sun we have between cold fronts and snow squalls.
Katie, on the other hand, has plenty to say and if I don’t start blogging again she has threatened to take over and do it for me.
And, she says, it might not be exactly what I’d have said if I were her.
Stay safe and warm as we face the latest series of storms.