Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Lagoon at Northwestern

A very clear and cold winter day.

Friday, February 22, 2013

A Winter Day

 I love the snow and low hanging clouds of Winter. It makes the world seem smaller, in away. Everything is hushed and muffled.


Monday, February 22, 2010

More winter... and a nice surprise!

Another shot of a winter evening as I was waling home from work. This has been a good winter, I think. Not super cold, and with snow. I love snow, the more the better. It insulates, keeping the bitter cold at bay, and in the spring gives the trees a nice deep watering. Besides that, it's beautiful.
On another note, please stop over and take a peek at Maria's blog,where she has stitched up one of my cross stitch designs. Thank you Maria, it's beautiful!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Spring snow...


A Spring snow is always nice because it is pretty and the temperature isn't unbearably cold, so it's nice to be out and about.


Monday, March 17, 2008

A room with a view

We recently moved into a new and somewhat larger apartment. It is bright an sunny, although you wouldn't think so from this shot of the bedroom window! I've never lived this close to a brick wall and I find that I sort of like it.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Winter fun...


There is part of campus, that I walk through most days on my way to work, where the ground is sunken in and can get swampy. After the snow melted and then froze again, students began using it as an impromptu ice rink.

This girl was practicing hockey moves and had a contemplative and meditative air about her. Her movements had a quiet rhythm to them...

Friday, February 15, 2008

In the bleak midwinter


Walking home form work yesterday I snapped a few shots of the midwinter day. The sky, a flat gray, hovers low over my head.



I love the way the tree branches look against the sky; like lace or veins; delicate, yet they are strong, heavy wood.


Winter can be hard; this one surely has been. Still, I delight in the beauty of the starkness.