Photo Friday: The Nor’easter Builds in the Midwest

Bending to the weight
Bending to the weight

The snow came down at 1 inch an hour.  I remove it the old-fashioned way:  a snow shovel and my muscles.  Ahhh.. the snowfall transforms and covers.  I can’t help but think of sleep.  The transformation the snow makes carries my imagination away.

Snowstorm
A goldfish nearly covered with slush. Is she wondering what is falling from the sky?
My corkscrew willow refuses to weep, reaches high to catch the snowflakes.
My corkscrew willow refuses to weep, reaches high to catch the snowflakes.
The swingset sleeps under a blanket, wishing for children.
The swing-set sleeps under a blanket, wishing for children.

 

Transformation underway, the fairies' wands at work.
Transformation underway, the fairies’ wands at work.

 

Isolation
Ice-olation
Isolation
Isolation

 

The morning after, An hour and a half of shoveling and i have breakfast in a fairyland.
The morning after, two hours of shoveling, and I have breakfast in a fairyland.

 

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