The strange thing is that these are all color pictures- but in the snow, there aren't any colors. I love snowy winters- with everyone indoors, you can imagine what it must of been like to be in lower Manhattan two hundred years ago- before all the cement and electricity.
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What no color? You ever seen white snow? Must be something wrong with these old eyes of mine. I never saw white snow even when I was an angel with wings.
Did you make angels in the snow? Where are the pictures of the angels in the snow? How come no one is showing the angels and especially those taken at night when it is cold cold cold and crisp and so so beautiful. It is a picture perfect time to make angels.
Please make angels for me the next time there is a snowfall. Make the kind with the full wings like the one of the statue in Central Park.
And, I like your Snow Patterns, I especially like the calligraphic quality of the lines and the Brush With Feet and the broad bold Magik Marker Treadlines...I ought to make a bush of that in Photoshop for future reference.
I sure hope it snows there soon.
Jake, it was minus 31 degrees Celcius last night here in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.
(that's about 25 degrees below zero farenheit)
Anyway, I read your comments on snow and thought I'd respond.
I too spend considerable time imagining what the place I live in was like in an earlier time. Snow makes it easy because it truly is a natural blanket that covers up so much of what man has made. Fog, mist, whiteness turns everyplace into the sameplaceandtime. It's neat. Except, here I always shudder at the thought that people endured winters here without the benefit of triple pane windows, R20 insulation etc.
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