Sunday stills:

Now excuse me if I am wrong but I did things that start with the letter W rather than the letter W itself. I honestly did not think about this until now. I got a few shots but nothing to write home about. I had a big bout of winter, not at home necessarily but on my road trip 14 hours up north.

After a sizable storm dumping a good foot of snow on us and the worst white knuckle drive of my life in a storm I awoke the next day to a lovely windless winter day. I quickly donned my boots and grabbed my camera and took a hike up the hill behind my friends house. No one else wanted to come, the winter was too much for them. So alone I scrambled up the hill, quite literally as it was steep and there was ice under the fresh foot of powder. The further I trekked the more beautiful it became. Far into the bush no wind touched these trees that were lower down.

Winter wonderland

There was no evidence of any other life having walked where I did since the storm but back in the bush where there is no wind it's eerie. I could hear old pines creaking as they leaned up against each other and swayed gently in the wind. I could hear ravens cackling not far off, watching me from their roosts in the trees. I really did intend on walking to the river but my path was blocked by a large tree that fell down with really no way to get over or under it without breaking my neck on the ice. Oh well, another time. I got smart on the way down the hill and took out my trusty leatherman (oh how I love it and it's many tools like the saw) and sawed myself a nice walking stick. It was a lovely hike.

We have been getting a centimeter or so of snow here a day. It makes for little icicles on horse whiskers and great bokeh shots (more on that for an upcoming post)

Wintery whiskers.

Whats the weather like where you are? I never thought I would say this but I kind of, sort of hope we get more snow before I head to school in Oklahoma. That would be nice to take the sleigh out one more time.