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Snow builds on the roof of the little Yosemite Chapel.
Last time in Yosemite I just had a make a stop at the chapel.
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I took this photo on a snow shoe hike at Sudelfeld, an area that belongs to the Bavarian Alps. The light was just great at this afternoon...there is nothing better than combining two passions - hiking and photography...
Ich habe das Bild während einer Schneeschuhwanderung im Sudelfeld, in den Bayerischen Alpen, geschossen. Das Licht war großartig an diesem Nachmittag...es gibt doch nichts Schöneres als zwei Leidenschaften miteinander zu verbinden - Wandern und Fotografieren...
it is snowing this morning and out to take photo at the Gentleshaw Common
Early morning view at Lake Chuzenji, Nikko, after spring snow.
It was windy and snowy morning on the Štrbské Mountain-Lake in High Tatras, Slovakia.
My previous upload from this place taken after the weather cleared up:
Yes, a late winter storm brought snowfall overnight! Blanca's first fresh snow ever and my first in 10 years! We went for a long walk this morning and took a lot of pictures. By the afternoon, it had melted away. And while she enjoyed checking out the snow, in the end she was glad to get back into her bed! That snow is so cold on the feet!
in this strange winter the snow is humid and easily sticks on trees.
Serrasecca, Mount Simbruini Group.
I think this is the most snow we have had on the ground at one time all winter.
We had a beautiful, brief snow today. I couldn't resist going to the park to play. It always reminds me of 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening' by Robert Frost. Take a few moments to enjoy the beauty around us.
Happy Sliders Sunday
Updating with full text of the poem for the feel,write,share group. This is one of my favorite poems because a lot of my photography is done on impulse. I see something that strikes me and i stop and capture what i see. For me the feeling
or noticing comes first, words are much harder.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
BY ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
This storm that was suppose to miss us is hitting us pretty good right now!
Had to pack up quickly afterwards - this came unexpectedly.
Warm sunshine on Thursday, snow started to melt. But then I saw these footprints??