That yardstick is in my front yard in Keene, New Hampshire. The old-style telephone exchange is very appropriate.
The plow went by a half hour before this photo was taken. If you look closely you can see that the garage doors on the neighbor's blue house are inundated with snow up to the top of the lowest panel. Those are 12 to 18 inches high.
Here's a view looking toward the edge of the property. The end of the snow is where the bank drops off nearly straight down about 25 feet to a swampish wetland that I'm sure is frozen right now. Those sticks in the middle foreground are a lilac bush.
A few feeble icicles hanging from the eaves of my front porch. That white speckling is not dust on the negatives, it's snow continuing to swirl through.
Wind frosts one side of a huge white pine, illuminating its graceful curves by creating contrast with the dark bark.
My truck is buried almost to the tops of the tires.
These white snowboots are on my daughter's feet. Her jeans are wet up to the knees with snow. She says the powdery snow tastes good. You can believe her. She's a scientist.
Honeysuckle and maple are dreaming under their snow blanket. Soon they will reawaken, attracting bees. For now the great maple is shelter to many small birds. Today the chickadees have been perching on branches surveying the mass of white with inscrutable expressions.
The snow continues to fall.
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Euonymous (burning bush) berries are bright red against the snow.
Perhaps they'll be good bird food.
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What is it Denise and Lauren say? Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!
Joan, thanks so much. I must admit that as I was shoveling I was thinking about where to place a tripod to get a long exposure of the snow that's still falling, lit up but the one streetlight down the block.
jane, she loves those boots too. Toasty and good tread on the bottom.
Kent, "ton" is exactly the right weight for this fun.
Sheila, thanks. This is a beautiful world even as I'm grumbling about the work necessary to terraform it.
Your words are as serene as you beautiful snow cloaked home! Those snowflakes in the third, fourth and almost last picture are some awesome photography...errrp...don't tell Blumenthal.
Zuma, the snow was so thick coming down and it's still snowing out there. The only word I could come up with was awesome. Heh.
I am really thrilled this is on Cover, and with the best photo!
Good work.
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Julie, how was it? Cold and fluffy?
Kanuk, I am not the biggest fan of snow when it comes to having to shovel it and believe me, this was a LOT to deal with!
Kelly, I'm happy to send you a truckload or three. My yard would likely still be stuffed with snow!
Gary, thank you. Why are you frightened for us? When I was out yesterday afternoon with my daughter I remarked to her that this reminded me of the snowstorms of my childhood, the huge piles of snow and just hunkering down in a warm house to wait it out. Most of the folks who lost power have had it restored which is a good result. But here we got all powder.
trilogy, thanks, it's a good excuse for staying inside with hot chocolate and delicious soup!
Fusun, thank you. I'm sure the birds will find those berries. That bush always has nests in it and it provides a lot of cover for the feathered denzens of my yard.
Lainey, your confusion caused me to look up the word euphorbia again and you are correct. This bush is euonymous, or burning bush. Thanks for pointing it out and helping me fix the post!
Hi Deborah. I've never seen deer eat them. They mostly go for the apples farther from the house. I'm not even sure that birds do but they are awfully pretty against the snow.
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Hey Julie! Were you in one of those areas that got a couple of feet of snow? It's pretty amazing to see today in the bright sunshine.