It's snowing tonight. I'm not normally a big "go outside and get snowed on" kinda guy. But I thought I'd go out and enjoy the snow a little for a change.
How can you resist the invitation of a snow covered forest beckoning you on?
I hiked back into the forest at dusk. The snow was coming down at an angle because of the wind. It's still close to freezing here, which makes the snow kind of wet. As it came down, the wind was making it pile up on the sides of the trees and branches. I love the visual effect of snow like this. It makes each branch, from the biggest tree trunk to the smallest twig, into a study in line art. The whole world becomes a B&W pen drawing, with millions of bits of detail poking out everwhere you look.
Since it was getting dark, it was hard to get a shot w/o flash. But maybe you can get an idea how it looked out there tonight.
I walked out into the forest one way, then looped back around, cutting up over a hill and through an unkept field. The high grass and sticker bushes were all pushed down in the wet snow. This made the going much easier, but the footing harder to judge. Fortunately, no twisted ankles or pulled muscles. I wore my hiking boots, which aren't water proof, but the snow wasn't high enough yet to bother my feet.
Quite a pleasant way to end the day.
How can you resist the invitation of a snow covered forest beckoning you on?
I hiked back into the forest at dusk. The snow was coming down at an angle because of the wind. It's still close to freezing here, which makes the snow kind of wet. As it came down, the wind was making it pile up on the sides of the trees and branches. I love the visual effect of snow like this. It makes each branch, from the biggest tree trunk to the smallest twig, into a study in line art. The whole world becomes a B&W pen drawing, with millions of bits of detail poking out everwhere you look.
Since it was getting dark, it was hard to get a shot w/o flash. But maybe you can get an idea how it looked out there tonight.
I walked out into the forest one way, then looped back around, cutting up over a hill and through an unkept field. The high grass and sticker bushes were all pushed down in the wet snow. This made the going much easier, but the footing harder to judge. Fortunately, no twisted ankles or pulled muscles. I wore my hiking boots, which aren't water proof, but the snow wasn't high enough yet to bother my feet.
Quite a pleasant way to end the day.