January is never a good month for me, never memorable either. My father, God rest his soul, always dreaded the snowy months and once said that he feared dying during the winter. Well, he never made it that far, dying in December many, many years ago.
|Backyard in January|
Here is a shot of our backyard taken at 5:00pm on the last day of January 2015. January 2015, you won't be missed!