I begin just where I left off. . .

early winter's brooding sky brim full with dirty cotton clouds

 shooting colors from the east as the curtain lifts over the lake

and you know how I feel about silhouettes of trees 

I'm linking this glimpse of daylight to Skywatch Friday with its many sky views.

'I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do. I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off.' 

Willa Cather