So many photographers choose to stand in one certain place at the Viewpoint that there's a little patch of bare earth there. It's just to the left of the laurel, and somewhat to the right of the Lovers--the two old oaks that were brought to the Viewpoint from Denny Park long ago.
It's almost the last day of the year, but I'm still thinking of July, August, September--those months. It was a clear, cold day today, with no snow. The ground was frozen this morning. It gets dark early, but soon it will be January, the month when some of the most amazing sunrises take place.