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Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Snow Falling on Pines


October 29th, 2009

A
Skiers dream, as the first snow of the season fell this week in the low mountains. Rising through the fog,the peaks of the Cascades were witness to a mysteriously beautiful view.

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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Dedication




F
ebruary 26th, 2009

Dedication is staying to finish a rec-league game at 10:30 at night in the windy snow.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The Protective Thistle




December 29th, 2008


On the recent holiday stretch, I had the opportunity to travel to the eastern side of Washington state which had just finished its largest snowfall of record in Spokane. Yet, as the sun came out and began to melt away the piled up mass of frozen H2O, I found this pile geared up and ready for the sun, behind a protective layer of yet to fall, Autumn. It was great to see the sunshine, even if for the briefest of moments.


As of right now Spokane was still recording measurable snowfall and starting the new year off with a hefty plow.

Glowing Snowdrops

At a time of year when snow is expected it can come with such great surprise. However, there is something magical about waking up in the morning and opening the curtain only to find a cool, warm blanket of snow. The silence which accompanies the "Majestic White" is unmistakable. You can hear your inner most thoughts, and, also, it might possibly be the only time you actually listen to the sound and rhythm of your own breathing, quiet, interrupted by a slight rush of wind through your rapidly freezing lungs.
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