There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call "The Twilight Zone" - Rod Serling
Well my cross country skiing will be finished for a while since yesterday's weather was to say the least warm (10 C/50 F) and wet (40 mm / 1.5 in of rain). We are really having a warm winter up here with temperatures way above normal. What is strange is that the south eastern US are freezing their butts off and Europe has been snowed under. Go figure. Of this keeps up we'll soon Be sending our winter tires down south.
In a recent post my lil sister Jazz waxed poetic about her life at the moment... quite literally in the form of a poem. Here is my contribution to the poetic form inspired by my cross country skiing this morning.
Swishing of my skis Shadows of trees barring my trail... All winter wonder.
Fixed the second picture I hope. Funny It seemed to work for me. Oh well, that's blogger for you.