Almost gone in a day.
Melting
Almost gone in a day.
Late Season Snow, even later still
View from the window
Four to six more inches Sunday night. Started mid-afternoon, this time, when we were out for some writer’s festival events in town. This time without the ice, though, so the power stayed on and the roads stayed clear. Most of the weak trees and branches weeded out last time, I suppose. Just pretty.
It snowed and snowed and snowed.
The Local
The Local
Charlottesville is buzzing with book festival folks. Story telling at the gallery on Thursday, a pretty hoppin party there last night, literary types walking the streets.
more snow, later still
Late Snow
It started again around midnight, everything covered within the hour.
This morning, fog.
Spring Peepers
Walk around the lake
The snow is all gone. A few patches hide in the hollows behind trees, and on the north side of hills. Surprising when you do find it, like stumbling on a small furtive animal.
Snow on the Mountains
Corn Field
The day after the day after is sunny and clear. Mountains reveal their contours in the snow. Bare trees bristle on the hillsides, stubble on a dead man’s chin.
March Snow ~ Reprise
Flowering Quince
With power returned, proper attention can be paid to the material. Here are re-do’s of photos, and snips from those days with nothing to do but look and listen.