Winter is richness, not death. Riveting blues, stark vistas, animal tracks seen in a brilliant sun. After her tail quickly vanished into the ravine only her tracks were left on the snow. Cheeky coyote.
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9 thoughts on “Winter”
I love that, Noelle: “cheeky coyote.”
You’re cheeky, grrrl.
I do my best, my friend. Cheeky women, generally hang with other cheeky women…..
I liked that phrase too …cheeky coyote…and today I will echo Noelle…cheeky women! 😉
Cheeky women arise!! Sorry, I reverted to the 60’s. Great photo as well, with the most vivid colors!
I think all women have a little cheekiness in them. As they should really. A man is not whole unless he has loved a cheeky woman.
LOL. I just love cheeky women. Am married to one myself.
You married a cheeky woman…. Why am I not surprised!
Well, I came to comment about the lovely shadows and animal tracks, but truly, how can I resist wanting to be another cheeky woman? ❤
I had no idea there was such a deep current of cheekiness amongst us. I may have to write something cheeky for the sisterhood!