Posts tagged “snow

The elegance of winter

A couple of weeks ago, we had a lovely snowfall

And I got to enjoy berries wearing a Santa hat.

Berries

The dried seed pods

Glowed like lace in the sunlight

Golden thistles

And delicate diamonds

Glittered on slender stems.

Sparkles copy

Even the snowballs on the frozen lake

Looked like pearls.

Snowballs copy

But my favourite sight – as always –

Are snowflakes of joy.

Snowflakes of joy copy

For more elegance, please visit: Our World.


Furry boy

A little piece of Oscar was returned to us

In the shape of this furry boy – Simson, who is 16 months old.

Simson

He’s living with us for a while (hopefully, forever)

And is in constant motion.

(Long-time friends of this blog will know that I took lots of pictures of Oscar like this…)

Run

When he does slow down,

He is adorably goofy.

(Picture taken with the anklebiters on his Christmas visit with us.)

Goofy

Ruby enjoys his company –

In fact, I’d say that best friends stick together. (Excuse the pun!)

Stick

And when I asked them to pose and say cheese, I got this!

(Someone always closes their eyes just as the shutter clicks, don’t they?)

Say cheese

For more furry and non-furry stories, please visit: Our World.


Narnia skies

Winter is a time when you can wake up

And find yourself in Narnia.

Sometimes not having a sky is the best kind of sky!

Hoar frost house copy

For more silver shots, please visit: Skywatch.


Winter royalty

It was a lovely day for a walk:

The rising sun cast a pink glow on the thousand-year-old rune stone.

Rune stone

Ruby enjoyed the wooden throne

Carved out of an old tree trunk.

Queen Ruby

Winter made berries luscious

With a sugar-coating of ice,

Berries copy

And turned a tarpaulin

Into a work of art.

Blue

Someone with a sense of humour

Wrote ‘sign’ on a snow-covered sign!

Sign

It was a lovely day for a walk —

And I think Ruby enjoyed it too.

Zen

For more sugar-coated stories, please visit: Our World.

 


Snow sprinkles

This is a winter’s tail

(Excuse the pun!) 

Winter's tail

A tale of how snow decorates

And transforms.

Collage

How the bare bones of winter

Have their own stark beauty.

Branches

The woods have a deep magic —

Although it helps to have a sweet Rottweiler puppy in the picture too!

Puppy in snow copy

And here, a lone wooden cottage

Seems to be bathing in snow kisses.

Little house copy

There’s more s-now business like snow business over at: Our World Tuesday.


Mist-ical skies

Winter’s mystical skies

Are a balm for the soul.

Sunrise

Later on, the sun makes the

Winter boughs glow —

Glow

And then softly, the misty scarf

Settles once more over the lake —

Inviting us to rest and gaze a while.

Resting

For more misty skies, please visit: Skywatch.


Romancing the snow

Find a big sky and a frozen lake,

Oscar

Get a couple of chairs, some friends

And a view —

Picnic

Then sit back and enjoy the romance,

The company and the pink-tinged sunset.

Friends copy

For more romance, please visit: Skywatch.


Abstracted

Winter has been so brief this year…

Just like life, the ice crystals

Created art for only a short while.

Icy metal copy

Metal poles on the jetty

Became abstract things of beauty.

Abstract ice

Ice turned trees

Into silver tapestries.

Tapestry

And at the foot of the ladder on the jetty —

A heart of ice

Warmed the day.

Heart

For more n-ice stories, please visit: Our World Tuesday.


Lavender skies

There is nothing as magnificent

As those big lavender and gold skies —

Big purple and gold sky copy

And the total joy

Of two dogs running through the purple:

Living as if someone left the gate open.

Purple sunset copy

For more royal skies, please visit: Skywatch.


The no sky sky

It’s been a mild winter

With skies of silver and grey.

No sky

The outlook from where I’m standing though

Is all good.

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just weather.” — Pema Chodron

Ruby attention

For more silver skies, please visit: Skywatch.


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