During much of the storm, I was inside working on Nurse Practitioner Continuing Education Units. I’d dash out to take a photo, and come right back in to work. Very early on Saturday morning (2:30am), I was outside shooting and was intrigued by the sight of this chair.
You just never know what will catch the eye of a photographer.
To see other images from the Blizzard of 2016, please visit #Jonas, Snowbound Bike Chick, or The Lull.
On Friday, there was a lull in the storm; a few hours when the snow stopped falling. I was dismayed!
Yes! I love the adventure that comes with snow. There is excitement in the air. A change of pace.
As David Dudley of The New York Times said, snow “briefly hides everything – the plastic grocery bags and mini-marts and dog poop and salt grimed Toyotas and sundry disorder of modernity. Watching the quotidian American crudscape transform into a fairy-tale kingdom is a legitimate wonder. Name another disaster that leaves an afflicted region more attractive in it’s wake”. It’s a great opinion piece; you should read it!
To see a couple more images from the Blizzard of 2016, please visit #Jonas or Snowbound Bike Chick.
If you found time to visit yesterday, you know that I am posting an image a day this week, all of which showcase the beauty that was the Blizzard of 2016. Visit #Jonas to see yesterday’s image. I’d love to see your winter photos as well, so please feel free to leave a link to your snow images.
I am not immune to the fact that those without power / heat, and others stranded on highways, spent time suffering. Most of us though, had an opportunity for time with family, books and games, exercise (ie shoveling), cooking, and were mostly just inconvenienced.
I spent much of yesterday shoveling a foot of snow from my driveway, and if you know me at all, you know that I’m not complaining. You also know that I am a huge lover of snow, winter photography, and adventure.
So this week, in a change of pace for me, I’m going to post one image a day. The week ahead is pretty full, but right now I’m watching Peyton Manning and the Broncos take down the Patriots, and I have time to schedule some posts.
Thanks for checking out the photos this week. If you were in the path of Jonas, the Blizzard of 2016, I am hoping that you were nothing more than inconvenienced and that you are warm and safe.
I’m very much looking forward to seeing your beautiful snow images. Since I’ll be out shoveling the snow, and glorying in the post storm beauty, please, please share a link in the comment section. I don’t want to miss an image!
The destination was Keswick Hall, a 100 year old resort just outside of Charlottesville, VA. The purpose was a long planned reunion with a dear friend from college. Jan has been a big part of my life through the years, and was instrumental in my recovery from the motorcycle accident.
The drive to get there? Near whiteout conditions (cell phone image)
I left early in the morning, hoping to beat the snow but instead spent almost 5 hours driving through it (the drive would normally take 2 1/2). It was certainly not the deepest or the worst, but driving through any snowstorm is challenging.
You know me though. I am nothing if not up for an adventure, and oh, how glad I am that we didn’t reschedule this 24 hour getaway to Keswick Hall.
“Built in 1912 as a gorgeous Italianate-style estate, the property was converted to a country club in 1948, and restored in the early 1990s as part of the world-class hotel that now graces a most beautiful piece of Virginia countryside”.
Keswick, at least for us, is one of those once in a lifetime type places to visit.
An historic home, beautifully renovated, Keswick is a place where “guests feel as though they are visiting a grand country estate rather than a hotel”.
Our plan was to take a tour of 4 of the 30 wineries in the Charlottesville area, but once we arrived in safety, we decided to nestle in.
What an incredible place in which to ride out a snowstorm!
In the next post, I’ll share some indoor images of Keswick Hall.
Cheers to a fabulous reunion!
So many things draw our eyes during and after a snowfall. It was the shadows on the snow that turned my head this day.
The brilliant sun after a snowfall casts the most wonderful shadows on the snow.
And aren’t those snow sparkles fun?
They bring a smile to my face even on a zero degree morning. The sun sure helps, too!
Stay warm my friends.
Many of you already think I’m a little out of my mind for being a lover of winter.
I know, I know, I live in Virginia in the US and we don’t get a ton of snow. We do get some temps in the zero to 20 degrees F but nothing like those of you who live in places further north. To my credit, I did live in Vermont and in Northern Idaho and loved almost every cold moment, even to the point of working in a woodlot in a light jacket, and going winter camping.
Ultimately though, I embrace most weather types. The beauty of Virginia is that we have a distinct seasonal change, so right when you are tired of one season, the next one comes along.
Leave it to me though to run outside this morning, in my PJs, to get a shot of the first few snowflakes (SO excited!) only to find that I had locked myself out of the house!
All you photonuts out there get it, right? Anything (almost) for that shot!
Yes! I’m dreaming of a White Christmas!
As Alys at Gardening Nirvana so amazingly remembered, I finally started to focus on Christmas – yesterday – the 20th of December.
Since my old fashioned Christmas (otherwise known as “just now focusing on the holiday”) is not yet white, I pulled up an image of January of 2013, and I’m thinking positive!!
(and by the way, this image has had very little post-processing. It really was this glorious that early morning almost 2 years ago)
I’ve driven by these old cabins many times
and I’ve stopped to take photos before
but this time, the character of these old structures spoke to me.
and against the backdrop of snow, I couldn’t help but think of days gone by.
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