a blanket of snow
A blanket of snow covered the Pacific Northwest last week. I wandered into it, camera in hand, completely shocked, overwhelmed, awestruck by the beauty that had befallen us. As if I’d never seen snow before.
This snow fall was different somehow. Perhaps more severe, and more serene. The skies were ominous, the sunset blurry, the roads peaceful, the air quiet yet biting, the gnarly branches naked and desperate for reprieve. I thought for a moment I’d stepped into another realm, and maybe I had.
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Those pictures are absolutely stunning.
Would you be shocked to know that in my Canadian woods, we’ve only received 3 inches of snow…that lasted for only one day?!
Such a weird winter.
Make a snow angel for me will ya?
Kimberly recently posted..And The Cows Rejoiced For This Is The Day A Child Was Born
While playing in the snow, I was going to lay down and make a snow angel, but then I realized I was already too cold and didn’t want my entire body to be soaked. Isn’t that pathetic? Next time, I promise to make an angel for you.
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