snow (noun): atmospheric water vapor frozen into ice crystals and falling in light white flakes or lying on the ground as a white layer
Put like that it sounds so harmless: charming, even. But nothing that merits weather warnings can be entirely harmless.
As for “flakes lying on the ground as a white layer,” well, indeed. With atmospheric-water-vapor-frozen-into-ice crystals forecast to continue to fall until nightfall, Saturday morning greeted us with a sticky-wet snow layer already several inches deep on every horizontal surface, on near-vertical ones, and on every gradient in between.
If you did it on purpose it would represent a lot of work but I gotta say, this effort is wasted on me. I don’t use snow for skiing or snowshoe-ing or tobogganing. I don’t even take photographs of it, but maybe this is the year that I’ll learn the basics.
Could it be the year that I also learn to appreciate it? That, as Mr. Holly said, will be the day.
And if you’re OK with snow but complain about the temperature, you can always revisit this Rick Mercer classic.
Beautiful pictures, Isabel.
Tom
Tom – Thanks!
Rick was brilliant. A lot more than just sometimes.
Jim T
Jim – 🙂 Yes, he had more than his share of moments, for sure.
But I should say also that snow offers some wonderful photo opportunities. Walking the dog the other day, I came across some of that moisture-laden air that had frozen onto some otherwise bare plant stems. The crystal spikes were over half an inch long (1.24 cm). Sparkling in the sun. Beautiful. Unlike you, I don’t travel with a camera permanently attached to me, so all I have is memory.
Jim T
Jim – Sun? I know not of what you speak. Sigh. Sadly, that’s almost true in Ottawa’s winters. Very grey.
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