I was NOT going to post any snow photos. Ever again. However, then I began to think about all the places in the world where there is no snow, and I have relented. It can be beautiful stuff. Maybe a few images would not be too painful to share. So, once again, in a narrative form, which I seem love, what follows are parts of my snow story. The first image is one my daughter shared, from Massachusetts, where she and her family live.
after his feast, surveying all who fear him |
three cardinals and two goldfinches -- and part of a woodpecker |
a puffed up female cardinal |
These hens are birds, too, but they have a much cushier life. |
Our last storm was BIG, up to a foot of snow, with drooping limbs to prove it. |
This was the view that I faced the day I needed to use our driveway. ICE! SNOW! VERY LOW TEMPERATURE! I wasn't sure I would make it out, but I did!!! |
I am always fascinated by shapes, shadows and patterns. So here are some:
tracks |
under the mud, when it finally appears |
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