EARLY IN THE MORNING JUST AS THE SUN WAS RISING

Early Bird

For this week’s photo challenge, get up early and explore the morning light.


Living on the east coast in a house that faces east, sunrise is a much easier capture than sunset. There are sunrises in the deep part of winter. The glowing sky over a world buried deep under snow and ice.

SIGNS AND PORTENTS: WHICH WAY PHOTO CHALLENGE

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge:
2015 Week #13

Welcome everyone to Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge. This challenge’s subject is the roads, walks, trails, rails, by which we move from place to place. You can walk them, climb them, drive them, ride them — as long as the way is visible. Any angle of a bridge is acceptable, as are any signs.


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St Petersburg bridge

THE LAST SNOW

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When I woke up around dawn Saturday morning, it was drizzling. As it had been, off and on, for several days. I went back to bed. Too early for anything useful. The next time I woke up, a couple of hours later, big fat snowflakes were drifting from the sky. Not a serious snow.

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If I have learned nothing else, it is how to tell the difference between snow that means business, and those casually drifting snow flakes which will evaporate when they touch ground. I went back to bed. Again.

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When finally I got up and it was time for coffee and the day to begin, the snow had changed again. Finer flakes, but now mixed with a hint of rain. Still not serious.

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And so it has continued for several hours. Not enough snow to make a statement. It is just winter lodging a formal protest against being forced to leave.

Sorry about that, old man winter. You’ve out-stayed your welcome. There’s a new weather deity in town and she brings flowers and warmer weather. Pack your bags and go wherever you are supposed to be.

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This is, I am convinced, the last snow. We will see no more of it until the seasons roll around again. It’s not that we haven’t seen snow later than this.

I remember a 28 inch blizzard on April 1st that was (no surprise) dubbed “The April Fool’s Blizzard.” It came, dumped more than two feet on Boston, then melted in a couple of days of 70 degree temperatures. I’m told there have been surprise snowstorms as late as mid May. But not this year.

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This is the last snow of this winter. I have decided.

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BELATED CHRISTMAS? ODD BALL PHOTO CHALLENGE WEEK 13

Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge:

2015 Week #13

What makes these oddball? These lovely pictures that look like Christmas?

They were taken on March 28th and March 29th. Not Christmas. Not even close. I sincerely hope that I don’t have the opportunity to take any more of these kinds of pictures until NEXT winter!!

WHICH WAY PHOTO CHALLENGE, WEEK 12 – WINTER’S LAST GASP?

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Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge:

2015 Week #12

Welcome everyone to Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge. This challenge’s subject is the roads, walks, trails, rails, by which we move from place to place. You can walk them, climb them, drive them, ride them — as long as the way is visible. Any angle of a bridge is acceptable, as are any signs.


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Poised on the cusp of spring as March draws to a close.

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The sidewalks are still too full of ice and snow for walking, as are the paths in parks and along the river.

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We stroll in malls — our best (only) choice — until we are finally melted.

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ODE TO SPRING

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March 20, 2015. It was the first day of spring. Cold, raw, with leaden skies and a promise of snow. Supposedly not a lot of snow. The forecast called for less than an inch. Not noteworthy. After the past 7 weeks, “noteworthy” has a new meaning.

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So I said “Let’s go shooting,” and Garry agreed.

Garry goes out everyday. I am sometimes inside for a week or more. Usually, it doesn’t bother me. This winter, though, I haven’t been able to get out at all, not even to the backyard or deck.

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Finally, I got restless. I had a sudden, urgent need for a change of scenery. An airing. It was, after all, spring. The vernal equinox.

We went down to the river and took pictures.

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I’ve lived in the northeast my entire life, minus 9 years. Garry too. We’ve both been in New England through many winters. I don’t remember this much snow still on the ground so late in the season. Not in my 28 winters. Garry’s been here or in Boston for 45 years and he doesn’t remember one like this, either.

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I don’t necessarily expect it to be warm and flowery at the end of March, but I expect the snow to be mostly melted. Maybe see a crocus or two. Robins returning to build nests.

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Not this year. No crocus, no robins. And the thing is, it’s cold. Still dropping into the low twenties at night and barely going above freezing by day.

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NOTHING SAYS SPRINGTIME LIKE MORE SNOW

March 21, 2015. It was the second day of spring. Surprise! It’s snowing. It had been snowing since the previous afternoon and there wasn’t much accumulation. But it wasn’t nothing, either. All the ground which had appeared was white again.

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I took pictures out the front of the house, out the back window and over the deck. I still can’t get to the deck, but I can push the door open about halfway. We call this progress.

We cancelled our planned excursion for the beginning of April. Even if the weather turns suddenly seasonably warm, it will take more than two weeks for the mess to clear up. For the mud to dry up. For the huge piles of dirty ice to disappear. Maybe we’ll go in the autumn.

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Maybe we’ll just stay home.

WHICH WAY PHOTOS: ALMOST SPRING EDITION

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge:

2015 Week #11

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You really would think by now we’d have some flowers to enjoy. The mess is slowly disappearing, but it’s taking its own sweet time. Beneath the mess is more mess. Mud. Ankle-deep mud. I’m not sure if any of our garden survived this time. I guess we’ll see.

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A few flurry flakes, but not serious

It must be nearly spring because Dave, the well guy, called to say as soon as the ground reappears, he will (finally) finish the work on the well. He got the bulk of it done before the blizzards arrived. The final finishing work remains. After he does it, we can lay a new front walk.

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Today is one of March’s “in like a lion” days. The oak trees are swaying like reeds in a breeze. It makes me nervous when huge trees move like that. So far, so good. Nothing has come down, but those are big trees. I didn’t know they could move like that.

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I took some pictures of the woods this morning. As you can see, although there’s still a lot of winter lying around, the stairs are reappearing and the paths through the woods are not as deep in snow.

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Snow isn’t snow anymore. It’s ice. Hard and solid.The melting turned the snowdrifts to mush, then temperatures dropped below freezing, and the mush became ice. Until we get a warm spell — a few days of balmy weather would do it — winter will linger.