I anticipated mud, but I got perfectly snow-covered trails, not slushy, just soft and a little slippery.
Blowing beech leaves accumulated in the trail.
beech leaves in path
leaves on snow
The boulders in the water had a lot of presence. They appeared more defined with their snow coverings.
Window at home, looking out on today’s snow storm.
Looking out the windshield, a type of window, while crossing the Tappan Zee bridge. The opposite hillside is so misty. You can barely see the vertical lines of the bare tree trunks.
opposite shore, Tappan Zee Bridge
winter night window
Winter is the best time to look out the window.
Taking photos of the sky at night. Low clouds reflect ground light in different ways. It is hard to capture in the photos, but there is a range of moody, moving colors. I feel them almost more than I see them.
Ready to say goodbye to February.
Waiting for a loved one to get back in touch…someday.
It’s still cold.
Walking in the neighborhood.
A longer route takes me down Woodway Road to Hoyt Street. There are no sidewalks. Snow is piled everywhere. A few patches of wet mud reveal the state of the ground.
Hawk hunting at the neighbor’s bird feeder.