The fields lay fallow and the birds fly away, seeking food from backyard bird feeders and fast food restaurant parking lots.
The transition from autumn to winter can be a real downer. All the color is gone. Nature is going to sleep. Even those who love winter sigh to themselves.
As I looked at this picture and thought about what to title it and what to say, I noticed two flashes of color. The first is the red barn. A neat little burst, but not enough to make my heart sing.
Then, the second one. That flash of brilliant blue in the upper right corner. The promise of spring in the crisp air. Just a fleeting glimpse, but enough. Enough...