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Sometimes I feel so happy, sometimes I feel so sad. Happy that the snow came, and I got some pictures but sad that it is now gone.
Too Many Sheep, Not Enough Sheds. After my previous shot, “Roll Call – Everyone Out”, someone pointed out, quite rightly, that sheep should be outside not in sheds. So, especially for him, here are some sheep getting their breakfast, outside, in a blizzard.
Pretty and Functional. This tree said, “All the snow on my branches might look pretty to you but I need it to stop me from getting any colder”. I said, “Sorry to wake you up, I’ll just be a minute and you can go back to sleep”. “Oh, get on with it then”, said the tree. Thanks to Paul G. Johnson for inspiration or is it plagiarism? (#paulgjohnson.photo).
Well, actually, this image was taken on the Wednesday after blue Monday. I was excited the night before I took this image because the snow had come, the weather forecast was bright sun for the next day, so I was planning to shoot at dawn. The hike up Holme Moss in the moon light, there was a full moon and no clouds (but you can see that), was magical and easy enough until the last quarter mile or so, this is the steep bit and the snow was up to 3 feet deep in places. I fell a few times but got there eventually. Mine were the only boot prints in the snow but I followed the tracks of a Hare, assuming that it knew the path, which otherwise was totally obscured. It did, which was good because my hands were so cold, I would have had trouble operating my GPS watch to get electronic guidance. One of my Christmas presents was a new coat, rated to -20°C, I certainly needed it on this occasion.
This little tree said, “Do not disturb me, I’m good until spring. If you must take a shot I’m not at my best at the moment, come back when I’m in bloom”. I said, “You know what, I think you look good right now.”
My assumption is that the owners of this bench have retreated from the midday heat, -3°C today, for a siesta and will emerge in the cool of the evening to once again enjoy their view.