It may have been 1:30 in the morning–yes, yes, we were still up–when we noticed that after weeks and weeks of waiting…
it was actually snowing. Not a blizzard or anything, but a light, gentle, determined snow that sent sparking crystals floating every which way.
It reminded me of teeny tiny pearl white fairies flitting about in the dark. So naturally I stood all alone on the porch in my nippy bare feet snapping the camera like a crazy woman. That way, I figured that if, in the morning every trace of snow was completely gone, I could still prove to the world that it had happened in the first place.
Frosty hair. Chattering teeth. Frozen toes. Lovely snow.
Totally worth it.
Lovely pictures.
These pictures are great… nice to know Mother Nature is still willing to snow on us! š
This has been quite an interesting Winter so far… pretty Spring-ish! š I don’t mind when it comes to driving around town, but we’ll probably be sad when we get to Summer and everything is too dry.
done with the new camera I suspect? very nice
I so love it when ti snows like this,. when I lived in montana , I would put on my warmest coat and lay down and watch the flakes swirl to me, so relaxing and so wonderfully satisfying ( I do use the visualization to calm me in moments of stress or panic) Not sure why it looks so different from a ‘looking straight up’ perspective, but it is.
so, what, no takers for laying in the snow………
Heck no. Not at 2 in the morning. There never was enough on the grass to even see…nevermind lay in.