"Every Picture Tells a Story ... Don't it:" A Christmas Snow, Part I
Author: Stan Deatherage | Published: January 1st, 2011
This Christmas season, a rare snowstorm provided one last parting gift to the children and adults alike, who still possess a sense of constant wander, and it was gloriously beautiful. The fine powder was some of the most beautiful frozen precipitation I have ever witnessed in the measure of about 6 inches. The way it stuck to the branches of the trees in my little world was simply breathtaking. I could be part of the reason why I took so many pictures.
Included in this photo montage is the well documented impression that has been my snow days since I was too young to drive on icy roads or operate a camera with any level of proficiency. It was fun day or two. Lots of memories for me ... you too.
My first image made from my front door: Above. It was Christmas and it was definitely snowing: Below.
Down near the edge of the wintry pond is the Cypress that I planted years ago. It is the fine example of how well the fine powder stuck to its straight silent branches: Above. Here we look at the pond and up the hill, but one can not see my house - all the snow on my trees and their branches. This was still the morning when the frozen precipitation began. Very lovely scene in Mac'swood: Below.
This is one of my favorites of this grouping. Such mystical wonderment: Above. Later that day, in mid-afternoon, I ventured out to downtown Washington, North Carolina. Here in the foreground is the John Havens Moss property, and in the shallow distance, the boat docks and a rotund Santa on the docks: Below.
Looking north here at the old depot that is now the Beaufort County Arts Council, which is connected to the Washington Civic Center: Above. The aforementioned Civic Center from West Second Street, and it looks to run on and on: Below.
Included in this photo montage is the well documented impression that has been my snow days since I was too young to drive on icy roads or operate a camera with any level of proficiency. It was fun day or two. Lots of memories for me ... you too.
My first image made from my front door: Above. It was Christmas and it was definitely snowing: Below.
Down near the edge of the wintry pond is the Cypress that I planted years ago. It is the fine example of how well the fine powder stuck to its straight silent branches: Above. Here we look at the pond and up the hill, but one can not see my house - all the snow on my trees and their branches. This was still the morning when the frozen precipitation began. Very lovely scene in Mac'swood: Below.
This is one of my favorites of this grouping. Such mystical wonderment: Above. Later that day, in mid-afternoon, I ventured out to downtown Washington, North Carolina. Here in the foreground is the John Havens Moss property, and in the shallow distance, the boat docks and a rotund Santa on the docks: Below.
Looking north here at the old depot that is now the Beaufort County Arts Council, which is connected to the Washington Civic Center: Above. The aforementioned Civic Center from West Second Street, and it looks to run on and on: Below.
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