It seems that everyone had something to say about the last winter. Too cold.
Too much snow..
Too long ...
Wonderful....
Great skiing ...Expensive though....
Hard to drive .....
Gloomy.....
Whatever.
For me it was a cloudy, cheerless winter behind bars.
All kinds of them.
It must have been the same for the birds and other animals.
Nobody but a couple of brave flickers showed up. The yard, usually dotted by animal tracks slept soundly under a thick blanket of snow. So did the bird feeder; perched there, on the top of the patio like a white ghost, the seeds going to waste.
It seemed that the only fun could be doing some macro of the snow and frost.
This is the window of our camper - from the inside! If only I washed it in the Fall.
Frost on the patio railing - basically the top of the fluffy snow after a very cold night. I discovered that I am not brave enough for winter photography! Stacking old lenses in reverse to get an extreme macro is fun - in the warmth of a study, not on a frozen patio. Oh, crybaby!
But, finally, the sun cleared the low winter horizon.
And icicles begun to melt, turning to a more acceptable state. To me at the least.
No more bars, life is back the grass will spring and the birds too, will soon return.
And it won't take long for us to complain about the weather being ...
... well ... too hot ... too mucky....too ...you know.
