Tag Archives: winter photography

ice storm

Typically at least once every winter we get an ice storm.

What started out as a beautiful few-inches of snow on Saturday night turned into freezing rain by the wee hours of Sunday morning. It covered every surface in a glittering, crackling coat of ice, which I (of course) had to venture out into once I had fed Mary Todd (safely inside), and eaten breakfast.

It was, as expected, cold and damp out, but I had to capture the subtle spectacle of the ice show.

the ice covering the vines of this bittersweet looked like crackle glass up close

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albatross

The weather forecast was right (despite our doubts): winter storm Albatross arrived, and we woke up to a winter wonderland on January 19th.

The temps plummeted during this storm, so although the snow started off heavy and wet, the majority of it was dry and powdery — the perfect combination to coat the landscape in 5-6″ of pristine white ❄

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morning meanderings

January 18th was the last day that we got truly decent temps. The morning was warm*, and rays of sunlight were shining through the rising mist over the stonewall.

Very New England-core✨

_{*a winter’s “warm”, of course}

although I despise what the invasive bittersweet plant does (and do my very best to not let it produce berries on my property), its winter display (in my grampa’s yard) is always impressive

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snowflakes

Everyone who lives somewhere where it snows knows that there’s snow…and there’s

❄snow❄

Riley Mae tied some branches onto the bird feeder by the kitchen window; she set it up for photo opportunities, and it works perfectly because the birds will even come to the feeder while I’m sitting on the glider just a couple feet away from it. This is a little dark-eyed junco (left) and a house finch (right) a.k.a a Hollywood Finch

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the art of sharing

Sharing good news scares me.

Well, not only “good news,” but like…things that I’m excited about it.

Doesn’t it always seem like as soon as you do, the things that you were just gushing over start to fall apart…? Or is that just me??

Like recently when I sent out Christmas cards and hard-launched my love for a sweet giant rabbit, only to have to hand her over to a foster home after Christmas…?