Since yesterday, it's continued to rain here. Nearly all the snow is gone, but there's a lot of flooding instead, as the ground is still frozen underneath and can't swallow all the water. I've been staying in all day. Had the laundry room booked for the afternoon anyway.
Below are some more snowy photos from last Saturday instead.
(These were taken with my phone camera.)
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It's many many years since I saw or experienced such snow. It looks beautiful but my mind immediately thinks of the practical difficulties that it causes.
These are beautiful, but I caught my breath at the third one, then kept on thinking, oh, that's my favorite...just look how those different trees hold snow...oh I love them all!
If you take away the cars, these photos could be from the 1800's. So timeless and pretty.
I shivered looking at your beautiful winter wonderland. Nice to feel cooler for a few minutes on a hot day here.
Beautiful white scenery, although I wonder if you get tired of it sometimes. It's meant to be Summer here but we have had more rain than sun.
The gate, fence and trees covered in snow - magical images! Mr. Tumnus hobbling round the corner with his packages and umbrella any minute...
It's lovely to look at your photos but I'm not sure I would want to live with such conditions for weeks.
When we lived in the UK we rarely had snow, and only occasionally enough fell to cause chaos. Since living in Spain we've experienced snow twice - once at garden level and once on the hills, high on the other side of the valley. Each time it had gone almost before I had time to take a photo!
the trees are my favorite parts of all your photos. love the long drippy ones and the gnarled ones and each one has its own look, covered in snow... so beautiful, like a magic wand waved over them with snowflakes.
Graham, days just like that are rare here too - with snow just falling gently, and still and cold enough for it to stay on the trees like that for a while. My mind too always immediately starts to consider the practical difficulties... But on that particular day, I did not need to go anywhere - so was free to just go out and enjoy the beauty for a while.
Barbara, it was an exceptionally beautiful winter day, and I'm glad I was able to get out and catch some of it on camera.
Ginny, that old cemetery is indeed from the late 1800s, so you're spot on! :)
Pauline, I on the other hand find myself dwelling on photos from your end of the world - or TV shows with Brits looking for "A Place in the Sun" (even though I never really felt seriously tempted to fly off south in the winter myself)
Amy, I can assure you I do get tired of winter a lot. Especially since days of serene white beauty like in these photos are rare in the part of Sweden where I live,, and it's usually more about shifting temperatures causing all sorts of trouble ranging from serious snowstorms to slush and rain and flooding and again back to lethal "black ice"... etc etc.
Meike, there's indeed a lot of that going on when walking in that old cemetery on a snowy day - especially since they've also got "Narnia" kind of lamp posts lining the paths... ;-)
Carol, in some ways I find winter easier now than when I was younger, because most days I don't have to go out in whatever kind of weather happens to be going on out there. On the other hand, I fret all the more about those few occasions when I know that I'll have to. (Like for medical appointments!)
I love how pristine and beautiful the world looks in those first moments after snow falls. It turns ugly very quickly here in my urban corner of England!
I like snow as long as it's just enough to look pretty but not enough to cause problems. A particularly lovely image is when there's a pretty layer on the ground while it's falling gently. :)
Snow is always looks beautiful as it falls and covers everything with that lovely white velvet. Then 12 hours later it's hard as stone and impossible to shovel without a machine. A day later it's turned to dirty brown ice and winter has lost its wonder. Yet I still hope we will get some in our mountains this year, just so I can sit inside by the fire with my hot cocoa and watch it silently fall.
Mandy, it often does here too.
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