Where I live, up on a ridge, at the elevation of 315', we had a total of 8 inches but on higher hills in other micro-climate zones, there was at least a foot of snow. While it's too late for a white Christmas, snow still brightens up an otherwise dreary, dark February so I did what all the other city dwellers out there did - I went out to experience it.
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| palm trees in Seattle |
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| one of many X-C skiers at Green Lake
I headed down to Green Lake, the closest park, which is known as a place for activities like walking, running and water sports. Today, the overwhelming majority of people were out enjoying the fresh snow on skis.
At the lakeshore, where many times I have seen Great Blue Herons and Eagles, were mostly ducks. One was kind enough to swim in the frame to greatly improve the photo composition.
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| thank you, duck
The city is so beautiful with a fresh coat of snow, like having all the dirt and grime of past mistakes washed away and coated with a fresh coat of pearly white paint.
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| transformed to black and white
I arrived at a grove of Sequoias that I have always admired (and have thought about living beneath, should that situation ever arise). I started to run around them in a spontaneous burst of joy at their presence and, before reaching the last tree, looked down to see that I had been making tracks in a heart shape. I yelled out, "I heart trees!"
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| I Heart Trees |
