The weather took a turn for the cold and damp today. Although the rain had ended hours before, the gray sky lingered into the middle afternoon. I set out down Piney Woods Church Road with hopes of new reflection photos, but a cold wind stirred what water there was (the largest drainage ditch was completely dry). It no longer felt like spring was near — there was a raw edge to the air that reminded me of winter, or possibly even late fall. So I took refuge instead in mementos of last autumn — a pair of acorn caps left behind on a branch after the acorns had dropped away.
