:: of a Perfect Winter Snowflake
❝ How full of the creative genius is the air in which these are generated! I should hardly admire more if real stars fell and lodged on my coat. Nature is full of genius, full of divinity, so that not a snowflake escapes it's fashioning hand.❞
:: Thoreau
Out side snow is falling. The big, white, fluffy flakes: the perfect crystal formations elude my efforts to photograph. In a google search you will find incredible examples of snowflakes. SnowCrystals has been my favourite site to visit for a number of years now.
Image courtesy of Snowflake.com
The dachshunds race through the snow, chasing each other, bowling each other over: and Libby... pulling ears and pulling tails. That's our Libby Lu. The Dachshund boys make the mistake of dashing 'through' Little Bit, resulting in one snow covered unamused girl. Her fur is all covered in snow! And we all know how a girl looks with soggy feathers!
On the road to town I really want to adjust the contrast on the image of the road in front of me.... may-be I am learning something from Lightroom after all. Discerning just where to point the truck with a back seat driving Rottie leaning over your shoulder could make me cranky! The dachsie crew sleep -- they at least have confidence in my driving!
Normally wind is a part of heavy snowfall, levelling the snow and quickly covering any trace of tracks on the road. But today the flakes are gently floating down, swirling in odd little patterns. Memories of Christmas trips to my Grandparent's farm come mind. Drifting snow, falling snow, snow going past horizontally, so thick nothing is really visible through the windshield. Mesmerizing falling snow flowing towards the car, bright white spots against the black. Our short winter days result in a lot of driving at night and the snow? Yes, we receive a lot of snow!
"Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow" !!—!! Hey! Watch the road! The road, eyes off the snowflakes! Snowflakes and driving just don't mix!
In town, there is a snow covered, lighted spruce tree tucked away in a corner behind a service station. It isn't easily noticed from the street. But it is so incredibly beautiful. Multi-coloured lights reflect through the covering snow giving a softened glow of colour. Large snowflakes drift past. It is simply a tree with lights under thick layering snow, but it was a glow of colour in a black winter night -- a gift of the season discovered while dropping books off at the Library.
No photograph of the magical tree, but here are Zahn and Chirpa waiting for me to throw a ball later in the evening.
Enough with the photos!
Love,
Zuzia
Wishing you ice and snow free roads.
Stay Calm, Be Brave, Snow, Snow, Snow...! With love,
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