A new place. A new digital camera. An abundance of sky.
A dangerous convergence.
I love the colours in this and the next. The storm that wasn't.
Sunrise, November 19, 2007.
First snowfall, November 21, 2007. Happy birthday to me. North.
December 16, 2007. The second day of a good old-fashioned blizzard. We're making up for several very easy winters – this week. North.
East. That car is actually stuck there. The driver cut the corner too tight and put the nose in the snowbank. He shovelled around it for a bit, but even the road is about 15 inches deep. Eventually, he threw his shovel at the car and walked away. That was an hour ago. I'd be worried that someone would come along and run into it, but everyone's driving at walking speed, so no real worries. Soon enough, the plough will come along and shove him into the snowbank.
February 23 2008. South. Sun burning through heavy fog, leaving lace.