Some of us are damaged by the cold.
We’re usually not good at biding our time here in Carpenter Country.
The holiday joy has faded…
The new year is here and we had a souper first week.
Red is the hibiscus…
We’re all about the mysteries here in Carpenter Country this week.
Captured waves, anchored, begrimed…
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZoooom! That’s the sound of time flying in Carpenter Country, faster than a speeding hummer.
The birds of November, they splash and they play.