When all the world is full of snow

I took some photos during my morning walk yesterday, in the hopes of sharing them here in this space. I had my camera in a plastic bag and took it out when I saw something of interest. But I had to cut the walk short because I was getting a little worried over the camera.

Here are a few images I captured yesterday (Tuesday).

 

The reason I keep the feeders filled. This was shot through my kitchen window before I headed out.

 

Back in February 2010, I took a similar photo which I’ve posted below. The fence line was still intact back then, as was the big tree limb on the right.

 

I sell this on my etsy site. It’s entitled ‘George at the Gate’.

I have it framed in my home and printed on a metallic paper.

It looks really cool in its white frame.

 

I love trees.

 

Wet snow sure is beautiful to behold, with the way it clings to everything it touches.

Difficult to shovel, though.

 

 

White white white.

 

 

I shot these using manual mode and they came out really bright. I’m not all that great at shooting in the snow.

 

When All the World is Full of Snow
 
I never know
Just where to go,
When all the world
Is full of snow.
 
I do not want
To make a track,
Not even
To the shed and back.
 
I only want
To watch and wait,
While snow moths settle
On the gate,
 
And swarming frost flakes
Fill the trees
With billions
Of albino bees.

I only want
Myself to be
As silent as
A winter tree,
 
To hear the swirling
Stillness grow,
When all the world
Is full of snow.
~ N.M. Bodecker

 

 

The odd thing about this day was that I was able to get out the driveway around 4 PM. The sun had come out and the accumulation wasn’t enough to have a plow in. So I made tracks down the driveway. They are still there, frozen over.

For those who don’t know, our driveway is a third of a mile long, most of it through woods. It is beautiful, but takes some getting used to, especially in the winter. Tomorrow I’ll share a few photos taken while driving up the driveway. A reader had asked if I could document the view. And so I will ~

Until tomorrow then . . .