Snow Adventure

It snowed, again.

This morning, looking out the window, I saw huge icicles all along the west side of the fire hall, our neighbor. It reminded me of the winter of 1968-1969 in Washington. We were living in Sandy Hook in the little vacation cabin. The snow was SO deep (at least, that is how I remember it) and icicles hung from the eaves of our house. We took pictures because it was so amazing to us.

So, I dressed myself for a snow adventure. It's much colder here than the winter of my memory (13 balmy degrees as I type), but I remembered that Mom used to put cold cream on our faces for protection. I'm not sure how it compares, but I have some rose-scented body lotion that is pretty thick. That is what is on my face this year. I dressed triple thick in most places, quadruple in a few, including shopping bags on my feet. I think those are the modern-day equivalent of the bread bags of my childhood. Taking my trusty camera in hand, I braved the elements in search of icicles and other winter wonders.

The very first thing I had to do was push the door open against the snow! Then, I kicked more snow out of the way so I could shut the door. My neighbor, Janice, greeted me. She was shoveling her walk. I added the sound of our shovel to hers. It was the only sound.

It was pretty cold, but not windy. I realized that I neglected to protect my lips within the first five seconds! But, it was too late. I was committed.

I walked around Highlander Hall snapping photos, which is extra difficult with 'fat' gloves! Another neighbor was clearing his driveway, but there wasn't much noise.

After perusing the yard, I tromped on down to the park. I think mushing through snow drifts counts as exercise! The road had been plowed, though, so I managed a pretty good pace there. By this time, my face had figured out it was very cold. My lips were dry. I think I could feel them cracking (just kidding).

I wandered the southeast corner of the park looking for photo ops. Snow is beautiful, but it's hard to get much contrast. Nevertheless, I found some things that looked beautiful to me. It was a lovely adventure; very low-key and quiet. I should have made a snow angel!

And it just keeps snowing!