Snowscapes

With a mostly sunny day (a rare treat recently) and relatively balmy temperature (11 degrees F), I decided to venture out on the tundra and see what I could find. These shots are all from yesterday.

A Side Road

A Side Road

Tree in Field of Snow

Tree in Field of Snow

Stream

Stream

B & W of Same Stream

B & W of Same Stream

Dog-Friendly Plowing

Dog-Friendly Plowing

Winter Wonders

Winter in Michigan this year has been very cold and snowy. Opportunities for much outdoor photography have been quite limited. At home, I do keep my camera handy and shoot pics from my deck as in the rather slow shutter speed Winter Storm image below. The snow and ice can also bring unusual photo opportunities as in the seed under the snow image. Our kitchen faces south. This provided the opportunity for the back lit crystal and icicle image. The dots are water drops from other icicles. The last two pictures are staged (which I hardly ever do), but inspired by a water glass that caught my eye. I like the reflection and refraction of light as well as the window frame shadows.

Winter Storm

Winter Storm

Under the Snow

Under the Snow

Crystal and Icicle

Crystal and Icicle

Glass and Shadows

Glass and Shadows

Glass and Shadows 2

Glass and Shadows 2

Buried Leaf

The 17-inch snowfall followed by sub-zero cold made for some interesting photographic opportunities. These four shots were taken on a warmer day but still show the effects in a leaf buried below the snow. See if you can figure out how I took these pics. The answer follows the last photo.

Buried

Buried

Close-up

Close-up

Emerging

Emerging

Almost Free

Almost Free

I took these shots from my kitchen, looking up at one of the skylights.

Ice and Snow

Icicles bring a sense of dread to me, similar to the Greek legend of the sword of Damocles. Perhaps my fear of these icy daggers comes from my childhood when I broke off a very large icicle. The bottom part went where I intended, but the larger upper part crashed through a six foot wide picture window. As my self-prescribed therapy I decided to try and capture some of the beauty of ice. In the process I also caught some icy hands reaching down . . . more to worry about! (What? Me worry?)

Snow also has a fearsome yet gentle beauty about it. It can be dangerous to drive in, but it also has a mystical, soothing quality. The last image is from my deck. Following that image is a poem that often comes to mind this time of year. Merry Christmas to all.

Caught Seed

Caught Seed

Icy Hands

Icy Hands

Ice and Water

Ice and Water

Ice at Night

Ice at Night

Snow and Oaks

Snow and Oaks

Midnight Snow

Falls the snow, I feel it.
Crystal candles dropping
soft hush-light on our world;
pine trees shower snow dust
from moon silhouettes
as west winds swish to ease reverie.
Deep blue midnight surrounds two.
Our steps leave memories in the snow
as warm hearts fight cold silence.
We wandered peaceful through the night,
each to each thinking on days past.
Pure Snow Brilliance would shout our guilt
but snow-wrought memories returned us to
our innocent youths
and like children
we embraced the early morning snow with frolic.
Blanketed in snow, we laughed,
but hollow echos told the truth.
It was gone
and tears grew cold upon our faces.

Life’s a Beach

I couldn’t resist taking a picture of this chair and its quirky irony. That’s Michigan!
life's a beach

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