So, somehow I am out of order again. I have skipped Bliss and moved ahead to Solitude, but my son’s sled abandoned on a now snowless yard just looked so alone that I had to take some shots of it. I am obviously thinking of the more lonely aspects of solitude. At least I hope that’s obvious. And I flipped the photo so that the sled occupies the right side of the picture where it has more presence.
It’s hard to believe that a week ago the snow was up to my knees.
Now to find my bliss.