January 8, 2022 § Leave a comment
I don’t know how these swirly patterns of snow were formed, but they reminded me of simplified roses.
April 18, 2021 § Leave a comment
Duck Puddle © Lynn Wiles 2021
After 48 hours of rain, then snow, then rain again, a huge puddle formed on a path and made a lovely swimming spot for a Mallard couple.
Flakes and Shards
February 21, 2021 § Leave a comment
Flakes and Shards © Lynn Wiles 2021
In the early part of our long duration snow event, the flakes were visible on dark objects. I’m not sure why there are so many shards instead of flakes.
When it was pretty
February 13, 2021 § Leave a comment
When it was pretty © Lynn Wiles 2021
When the snow was coming down in large flakes, making hats on Rose of Sharon seedpods.
February 10, 2021 § 8 Comments
Snowbirds © Lynn Wiles 2021
Actually clumps of snow, not birds, but also the name of folks my age who flee to warmer climates in the winter. Too much snow, too much ice, too much cold. I don’t like February.
February 7, 2021 § Leave a comment
Wanting Spring © Lynn Wiles 2021
Giant snowflakes falling as my birch tree sprouts its spring catkins. Makes it look like a strange furry white creature.
Just the two of us
January 28, 2021 § 5 Comments
Just the two of us © Lynn Wiles 2021
Much to my surprise, there were no other people or dogs to be found at the park yesterday. This meant I could let my dog run free through the snow all over the park. It was glorious.
December 25, 2020 § 7 Comments
Christmas 2020 © Lynn Wiles 2020
The great melting is happening outside. This image reminds me that solitude can be beautiful.
My annual Christmas Eve party, with family and friends, (held on zoom) was very nice.
Wishing everyone a peaceful, safe, holiday time.
A Little Melting
December 20, 2020 § 6 Comments
A Little Melting © Lynn Wiles 2020
A white picket fence, with white snow starting to melt, in a black and white world.
December 19, 2020 § 2 Comments
Stuck © Lynn Wiles 2020
It’s been so cold that the snow hasn’t melted off the door or even the outside light. Meanwhile, the snow plow got stuck on Thursday and no one has come back to plow or treat my street. Like the snow on the door, I am stuck.