Sunday morning we woke to snow and today the snow is still there. The tree branches were coated and snow lay in the hollows between the branches too. And snow lay on the ground, staying this time instead of snowflakes … Continue reading →
A Record of Waterloo Region headline says today Winter is over today, but expect a ‘fickle spring’ The article has a picture of a woman watering new flowering plants in the Colour of Paradise Greenhouses, while meteorologists call for a … Continue reading →
This morning, soon after 7 a.m. when I rose, I noticed the frost on the trees outdoors, as though Jack Frost had used a giant paint brush and decorated everything outdoors, and the sky was the most amazing colour of … Continue reading →
I can imagine snow drifted across roads and highways for the wind was strong last evening.In the city, where traffic was light in the late evening, there were signs of more snow coming. And it was so cold! My husband … Continue reading →
Have you ever really looked at the patterns made in snow, the ones made by nature. In one photo, I used auto-correct in my computer program to show the patterns better. (A different program may yield another result.) The rest … Continue reading →
Early this morning I took some photos before the plough would come along, before the busyness of the day would trample the clean snow underfoot. By our side door, a drift stretching right to the backyard I used auto-enhance to … Continue reading →
It seems that someone or something likes to take a shortcut, even in winter. Perhaps I should say especially in winter with the temperatures into the minus double digits. Mature trees took a beating in the latest ice storm just … Continue reading →
I grew up on a farm in southwestern Ontario. In winter we had plenty of snow. Banks of it in our yard, in the lane and along the road– and a long laneway to the road. Here’s my father blowing … Continue reading →
January 11, 2010 The snow that came down a few days ago was light and fluffy, landing as soft as feathers. It covered the dirty snow and pathways, the black driveway and the car’s tire tracks. I love that kind of … Continue reading →
There’s a prediction for a big storm tonight. The air is damp and the wind is cold. Are the weathermen right or will the storm pass us by? Speaking of snow, Robert Frost once wrote a poem titled “Stopping by Woods … Continue reading →
