Thursday, March 5, 2015

the snow that came

It is not every year that we get such a snow


So when we do, we stop everything and go outside and enjoy it as any sensible one would do.


Or I should say, as a Southerner would.

I love the winter season especially when snow is in the package!  Actually, one of the distinct things on my bucket list is to spend a winter in a place where snow and wintry weather is common place. This post should have been done last week if I was up to date, but the snow came, we played, then before we knew it, Charlotte and I were packing and heading out the door for a Dance Festival held at the School of the Arts for the weekend. 

at home on Thursday

Early morning walk in the swirling snow down to the creek bed. This American Beech tree  rightfully observed, glorious in its sober cinnamon...