Winter...warily winding it's way...

Lying in wait for the snow.
The Little Red River sported icy chunks.

Water desperately trying to stay on top of things.

Linear ice formations on the foot bridge.

River swirling and dancing before the inevitable hush

of winter's frosty blanket.

Squirrel announces he's ready for the next season.

Husband slept a bit while I wondered the woods.

It was another most excellent day with husband and Mr. Olympus! :-)

We took a trip to Little Red River Park where said river is trying ever-so-hard to put up a great fight but no doubt will lose the battle for free-running supremacy. Edges are now winter-hard and continue to gather forces to close up the gurgling little stream and put him to silence for another five long months.

It was a beauty of a day. Sky was winter blue. The muted tones of fall permeated the entire landscape and all was hushed....in anticipation......

With close to above normal temperatures, the frost still won an easy victory over the November sun. The forest floor was crisp and the shadows long and thin.

It appears, all is ready for the onslaught.