Who knew I wouldn’t get back here ’til February?
We’ve been inundated, submerged, filled to the top and overflowing, with snow. Lots and lots and lots of snow.
Every time I looked out my door all I could see were waves and piles and billows of this white powder. It was pretty at first and then I started feeling a bit claustrophobic. Finally, during late afternoon on Thursday, I managed to get my car out on the road. I turned the heat way up, opened the windows, drove as slow as I wanted, and took pictures with my little point and shoot. In doing so, I uncovered a new appreciation for my White Captor. If nothing else, I’m privileged to see sites like these. There are millions of people who will never see a beautiful sunset on snow-covered, rolling hills; and my heart rejoiced to serve a Creator with such a vast, artistic imagination! My camera is humble, but the sights were beautiful…..just pretend these were taken with a Canon 40D or something! 😉
A farm along Rt. 772. This was taken through my windshield so excuse the dizziness at the bottom.
The peaks of Mt. Everest against the sky. Or not.
Childhood reference: When I was a young girl I was a serious tomboy. (or is it tomgirl?? I’m confused) Anyway, the condition of my hair was my very last concern, and I remember showing up to the dinner table and dad would say, (in dutch) “Marylou, your hair looks like a heckuh patch!” If you don’t know what that is, see the above photo. That’s a heckuh patch.
The lovely church in whose parking lot I was sitting for some of these photos. I can’t remember the name of it, but its the one where everyone always parks to watch the eagle nest in the valley below.
I don’t know what that silo is made of, but the way the sun shines off of it makes me want to sing.
Thankfully no one at the *Benuel Fisher residence had to put on frosty underwear that evening. The icy towels may have been a bit rough though. 🙂 P.S. I think I’m getting a line like this in the spring!
Oh that I were a moon…that I might reflect your light.
If you pretend that all the white stuff is actually green grass, this picture actually gets prettier. (:
I feel like these trees and the following ones, speak for themselves.
If ever I wanted a zoom lense………..
The snow is a great reminder to be grateful for modern plumbing!
Sorry if I went a bit overboard with the photos….I liked them all.
Stay tuned, next post will be the PW cookbook giveaway!
Happy, happy winter! Now pray for spring.
*I don’t know Benuel Fisher and Benuel Fisher doesn’t know me. I don’t know where he lives or if he likes frosty underwear.