Winter Sky, 6 x 4 1/2 inches, oil on panel.Fall, my favorite season, seems to have gone on forever. I was able to swing flies for steelhead at least once a week, pursuing my new obsession with spey casting ( a two handed fly rod). Normally I look forward to the arrival of winter, but not this year.
But we are in western New York, so like it or not, winter shows up. Walking the dogs the end of last week, it was snowing, 17 degrees, the wind was howling, the sun barely breaking through. The dogs were a pain, digging for rotten potatoes, falling behind. About 1/2 mile from home, in the fields behind the house, I turned from calling the dogs on and was face to face with a coyote. 15 to 20 feet between us. He moved so quickly and so silently, he seemed to vaporize before me.
The sky reflecting many of the colors of his coat, the snow swirling, the girls all jazzed up and big over the encounter. Now I'm ready for winter.
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