Again — again — it’s snowing outside. Not any kind of heavy weather, but isn’t it enuffawreddy? I know all about “comes in like a lion.” We’ve had the lions. Time to get over it.
An Open Letter to Winter
Dear Winter,
You had your shot in December and January. It’s not my problem if you weren’t ready. You blew it then, and this is no time to take it out on us. Now please knock it off.
Love,
Linus
That’s a gorgeous picture.
Winter sounds like a clingy ex who’s now clamoring for any attention, positive or negative.
That photo is incredible.
Say thankya both!
Now wait a minute! You want winter to be gone AND keep on taking these gorgeous pictures? Isn’t there a “having cake & eating it” saying that I should be inserting here?
Is that a cardinal in the center of the picture?
Hey Linus! Great minds… I also wrote a letter to winter this morning. Um, but mine’s a bit profane and far less eloquent than yours. Oh and I totally agree with Red — that photo is gorgeous!
Cheers,
Curly
Thanks again, y’alls. Curly, your letter was so much more pithy than mine. Darko, winter looks nicer on the way out, don’t you think? Last night it was drizzling down icy snow as I was coming home; I tried to take a couple of pictures, and nothing came out but dark, blurry glomp. Which is not surprising, since that’s what was there.
I don’t know what that is in the middle of the picture; I blew up the original scan and it diffuses, but it seems spread over a few gaps in the branches. Must be a glimpse of some building behind.
And what is this ‘winter’ you speak of? Just back from Hawai’i - 80 degrees and so, so sunny. Now here in SF - 75 degrees and…ok it’s a little foggy today.
The Rubitin Mon.
If I look at just the top part of the picture, it reminds me of Escher.
http://www.uweb.ucsb.edu/~tiye/img/escher.jpg
yes, please winter. go the feck away.
this weekend was oh-so-lovely though, wasn’t it?
You know it. Worst of all, we head down to Austin tomorrow for what is traditionally a little anteroom of sunny (and sometimes warm rainy) weather before the cold lets go entirely up here: days in the 80′s, nights in the 60′s, that sort of thing. Normally I spend the first day calling people and taunting them about wearing shorts and sandals and sitting outside in the sun.
Not this year. Day’s in the 60′s or worse, rain threatened all the whole week, chilly nights. Grrrr…