Finally, finally, SNOW!
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I chose to count on the snow, and didn't properly prepare a Sunday school lesson for today. For once (unlike all the times I tried it with homework), it worked! We got a lovely more-than-six-inches of perfectly packable snow last night and this morning. I even resisted the temptation to spend the whole day by the fire reloading my flist and watching LOTR movies, and did the responsible thing instead: spent half the afternoon playing outside. And, of course, I brought my camera.
The view from my bedroom window this morning:
(Actually, the sun is in the north-west in that picture, so it's more 'the view when I got up today'. q-:)
Looking straight up in the front yard:
The snow I shoveled off the driveway, hereby nicknamed "Mt. Crumpit":
(It took that shape all by itself!)
The design I made by stomping in the front yard:
(Not terribly easy to make out, but it's meant to be viewed from above)
Mom actually working (as opposed to taking pictures) + Mt. Crumpit at its fullest extent
Knocking snow off an overladen branch:
More fallen limbs:
This is a piece of nylon rope that I hung the hammock chair from this summer, and never took down:
(I just think it's amazingly nifty, from an engineering perspective. It was swinging rapidly in the wind, too, and not losing any snow.)
Looking down:
(to match all the beach-feet pictures from this summer)
And, of course, can't have snow without building a triple-segmented snow organism:
And said snow organism must have a fleeing populace at its feet:
(Else how could he spread his chelicerae, or cherish his pride?)
Close-ups of the terrified villagers:
And one last shot of the whole horrid scene:
(I doubt it will last very well, but hey, I got pictures, and maybe it'll cheer up somebody's commute tomorrow, at least.)
Then I came in, changed out of my wet clothes, and made myself a nice warm cup of hot cocoa. And dropped in a broken candy cane. But forgot to get the plastic wrapper off first.
Oh, oh, good news! The set of car keys and zapper that mom lost about a month after she bought the car and then blamed on the kids? She found them in the pocket of her old winter coat. It is no longer my fault!
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When the snow's not right, you've got to make do. One year I created a snow-tatzelwum (http://www.occultopedia.com/t/tatzelwurm1.htm) winding all the way along the top of the snow-berm the plows threw up, because it was the only place that was suitable to build. (unfortunately, and typically for a tatzelwurm, it seems to have eluded the camera.)
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Also, depending on the heat of the cocoa, that can add a certain amount of Vitamin Melted-plastic to your diet.
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(Anonymous) 2006-02-14 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)-Leo (on another computer; didn't bother logging in.)
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