Monday, November 24, 2008


...what a morning.

God flocked the entire world in snow. Or certain atmospheric circumstances occurred, causing wet snow in the form of precipitation to freeze on the trees and other structures.

Either way, it's gorgeous. I prefer the first scenario. Your mileage may vary, but it is my belief that you're missing out if you reduce something this lovely to a meteorological construct.

Getting ready to lace another pair of snowshoes,



Silbs said...

That was the most concise and intense sermon I've ever heard (read). wonderful.

wsb said...

Um, you sort of failed to mention that this was all done with the company of your favorite daughter returned from the (other) holy land making the morning all the more splendid.
Tam o'shanters= timeless

canoelover said...

Correction: It's all about Whitney.

My apologies.