The air was brisk, but I didn't really notice until I returned home, numb-faced, into the wind.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Driftiness
The air was brisk, but I didn't really notice until I returned home, numb-faced, into the wind.
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Just wanted to give a thumbs up to one of the cooler blogs I've seen in quite a while. Good luck with the farm and thank you for the photos.
Wonderful pictures.
Those are beautiful photos. Thanks for sharing them.
Thank you, Gregoire, Debbi and Susan, for your kind comments!
I am afraid this farm/gardening blog is going to have more snow photos than green for a while...
Oh boy oh boy are these photos wonderful!
And, I know it's cold. I know it can be dangerous. I know it brings lots of problems. But I'm jealous.
I love snow. I've never experienced it like this but, when I was a child, there would be enough for snowmen and snowballs and for the bus not to run so we didn't have to go to school (!) . . .
But where I live now, close to the South Coast of England, we never have snow. Everyone gets excited if there are a few flakes in the air and we all run out to look at them . . . and that's it!
Years ago, there used to be snow here too, especially in the hills . . . but now . . . no.
So I look in wonder at your photos and go all wistful.
Lucy
The pictures of the snow drifts are beautiful. It is amazing the way the wind sculpted the drifts. Beautiful but gives me goosebumps:)
Cool!
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