Were I to ever live in an area of snow, I would freeze to death because I'd always be outside, mouth hanging open, and the loveliness of it all.
Shelly, there is plenty enough to romp in-- and plenty to be shoveled. I went out half hour ago to start shoveling the eighteen inch drift from in front the garage door. (Then there is the seventy foot driveway.) I take this in dribby-drabs, twenty minutes at e time. So it is warm this morning, about 18 degrees. But it is going to get cold for the next few days. More snow, too, no doubt. Thus I have shared a bit of a Tipton County Sunday morning with you. Churches are closed, even if I could have gotten out. Blessings.
Pretty sunrise and the footprints(?) are pretty amazing - going in opposite directions as they are...How was that done?
Grace, the "artwork" is happenstance, serendipity. I walked to the street over a layer of snow an inch or two deep. I returned,but with no forethought tread exactly parallel to the outgoing tracks. During the night, the wind kicked up, carved away all but the footprints.
The footprint picture would be a contest winner. Need to enter it - somewhere.
Vee, accidental artwork. Two more twenty minute stints and I should have the driveway done. Four times out so far.
It looks to me as those footprints are running to the shelter of the warm house....I'm sorta tired of these ridiculous temperatures and all of this snow. :(
Lin, I think the Arctic weather here has long since lost its charm. But I keep smiling. Face frozen in place?
Interesting pattern in those foot prints.
Chuck, I thought it made a fun picture, notwithstanding anyone can see I walk like a duck.
you are one confused hiker!
Sharkey, it does look as though I don't know whether I am coming or going.
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