Compared to our last severe winter weather event, which turned the Triangle into a hard and shiny place and left even the spryest 20-year old shuffling apprehensively about like an octogenarian on the waiting list for a second hip replacement, I have to say our latest snowstorm was pretty near perfect. It happened on a Sunday, reinforcing my inclination to stay on the couch and generally act like <a href=”this, and made everything <a href=”all purty. This morning my neighbor’s five-year old daughter came out in her pink snowsuit and gleefully exclaimed, “It’s soft! Plus, the roads magically cleared themselves, and now we’re left with beautiful vistas and the slightly wistful sight of powdery snow floating from pine branches. And my house now looks even more like a <a href=”ski lodge than usual.
The last winter storm <a href=”wasn’t very photogenic, but I took full advantage this time. “I’m hoping my neighbors knew that I was crouched in the bushes behind their deck with a camera for purely aesthetic purposes.” Jean gave me a fantastic book of Japanese graphic design for Valentine’s Day, which inspired me to spend several hours today fiddling with the pictures in my Fauxtoshop program. Because as we all know, that’s the best way to find a job. I’ve put the results in the Snow photo gallery.