Snow has been falling, more or less continuously, since Friday. It's drifting down today from a heavy grey sky as I set out for my Sunday afternoon walk. The air feels damp and the wind icy, but exercise must be taken (and so must photographs). Somehow it's easier to leave the warm house when I know I'll be getting pictures for the blog....
The marsh around the corner, which last week was beginning to show patches of open water, is covered in white. Snow lies in drifts and clumps among the cattails at its edge.
As I snap the first photo, the "battery low" symbol begins to flash (darn it). No indiscriminate shooting for me today - I'll have to conserve the camera's energy as best I can.
The old outbuilding at the start of the trail looks inviting in weathered red and white:
You can see the show falling against the dark background of the Favourite Tree...
...a light, dry snow. No sooner does it land on my jacket than it skips off again, blown by the east wind. Very hard to catch on camera, but I manage to snap a flake and a half before they're gone.
The first of many umbellifers which I pass today.
Dried flowers in graceful festoons.
The trees in the little thicket are charmingly spangled with snow-clumps.
A snowy curve in the trail.
Dried grass cuddling up to a fencepost and looking a bit like shocked corn.
Queen Anne's Lace, snow trapped in its umbels, hugging itself to stay warm.
Detail of the snow.
I pause to take a picture of bittersweet blossom, and notice for the first time its amazing snake-like vine. Rather ruthless-looking at this end...
...but beautiful and delicate in wintry orange at the other.
At this point, my camera battery dies and refuses to be resurrected. Not a bad shot to end with, I think.
I hear sandhill cranes off to the east, but can't see them. Are they sorry they came back so soon? Perhaps they have some kind of insider knowledge as to the starting date of warm weather, and are reminding each other things are bound to get better.
I'll enjoy this snow while it lasts - which probably won't be for long. Tuesday's forecast is for 50º (!!!!!). A real rollercoaster of a winter.
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