Snow: A love/hate relationship
The snow sure is beautiful. And it sure is inconvenient. I’d love to be able to wax poetically about the unexpected down time I was blessed with this weekend because of the two feet of snow that fell outside my door. I’d love to be able to talk about how I spent two days in front of my fireplace with mugfulls of hot chocolate laced with Baily’s while I finished my Christmas cards and enjoyed the glow of my beautiful childrens’ faces in the firelight.
Didn’t happen my friends. I had plans this weekend. Fun plans. My family was supposed to come over for a tree trimming party on Saturday afternoon. I spent an hour in the checkout line at the grocery store Friday night buying food for a party that didn’t happen. Sunday, I was supposed to drive down to Baltimore to see my niece dance in The Nutcracker. None of that happened.
What did happen was a house full of grade school boys traipsing in and out of my back door non-stop for two days dragging in water and mud. They got to drink the mugfulls of hot chocolate (minus the Baily’s) while I sorted through soaking wet boots, socks, gloves and snow pants only to have them throw them back on five minutes later, run back outside and end up on my floor again and hour later. Rinse. Repeat.
Yet…
Saturday night after everyone was in and done with the shoveling, sledding, snow forts, and snowball fights, I grabbed my camera, set it to twilight mode, and went outside. My 7-year-old came with me and he said, “I’m glad I get to be a happy kid in the snow.” I wonder if he said that because he had seen his mom be grumpy grown up with in the snow. So for 45 minutes I put aside my resentment of the snow and walked around and drunk in its beauty. It was peaceful and energizing as the feeling that I get when I’m behind the camera lens took over. There is so much about this camera that I don’t know yet. I need to read up on it and maybe next time the photos will be even better.
- The view out my back door to the yards behind us.
The railing outside my front door - it wasn't done snowing yet.
My neighbors bushes - the snow covered over the Christmas lights.
All of the Christmas lights made it extra beautiful.
For more beautiful picture of the storm, head on over to Twilight Earth and take a look at Adam’s photos from his walk in the snow.
Your pictures are gorgeous. I love the Christmas lights photos. I particularly like the first one. I love the gentle colors and lights mixed with the evening shadows.
Yes, I like that first photo with the lights under the snow. Isn’t it hard when plans are foiled by the weather? Here in Kansas I’ve grown rather used to it. Staying home when it snows to me is more fun than trying to drive – roads aren’t safe with people who aren’t used to snow. But then I’m a definite home-body and don’t need much of an excuse to cancel an outing which requires driving in favor of being at home in my kitchen and garden.
I’ll bet your boys will remember the snow for a long time. Evening is my favorite time to go out too – I love putting the trash can out the night before pickup and enjoying the solitude and stars.
I’m glad you got to spend some quite time out there Robin. Beautiful photo’s, and special memories of spending that time with your 7 year old. Thank you also, for the mention.
Beautiful photos! I love the snow-covered lights.
I totally agree. It’s a love/hate thing. Saturday was my birthday and my friends had planned big things. What they were remains a mystery because the big event was cancelled.
However, the snow is beautiful. I too took a night time walk and just listened in the silence as the snow fell. You can actually hear it snowing.
Your photos are stunning. Love the lights through the snow!
I feel a quiet peace looking at these pictures. Cold, quiet peace. Beautiful!