Look at that strange tree. It's tall, a straight trunk leading to a very small green hat.
Oops! That's a cell tower masquerading as a tree. What a great disguise.
And where was my camera? You'd think I'd learn to always have a camera at my side for sights like this one. I was on a limited access highway at the time though, so a decent picture still would have been unlikely.
Spring emerging, temperatures easing upwards during the day yet dropping to embrace chill overnight...
Howling winds, a field full of robins, Canada Geese roaming, swimming...
Sprigs of green, a frame for spring perennials, starting to pop up from the still brown ground...
Roads swept clean of sand and salt, an inviting surface for bicycle wheels...
Howling winds...
Oh, I already said that, didn't I? I suppose the winds are a gift from the month of March!
This morning's snow disappeared from the trees within hours, and the wet roads of the morning were almost totally dry by early afternoon. In spite of cooler than desired temperatures (in the low to mid 40s), I listened to my bikes and headed out on two wheels, camera close at hand.
I had to stop by one of the ponds in Harold Parker State Forest to enjoy the reflections once again. This picture? Yes, it absolutely is right side up!
The curiosity is caused by reflections on open water beneath ice.
...of white!
I think that someone forgot to tell the weather wizard that it is supposed to be spring. Yes, I know, the season actually trails the vernal equinox, but I prefer to believe the calendar.
Snow! At least it was only about an inch...
...and fighting the wind!
The temperatures have been creeping up again; today's low 50s tempted me (or maybe I should say tempted my bike) to use the short after-work daylight for a quick ride.
Some parts of the road were dry, but some were streaming with water from the melting snow. And the wind! Yes, it was trying to push me backwards at times, but I did manage to roll where I wanted to be. It felt good to be moving into spring once more.
Ah, it's the first day of spring according to the calendar (if not the weather). Stark branches of trees decorate the sky. And birds decorate the trees.
Look up, the trees are just loaded with birds perched high in the branches. Sitting, chirping, loudly talking. Do you ever wonder what they are talking about? I do!
...accompanied by a chilly wind
It's a weekend day, and the sun is shining. Doesn't that mean I should be wandering on my bike?
I had a bit of an argument(about riding vs. walking) with myself in the morning. I won, of course - don't you always win arguments with yourself? My decision? It was to wander by foot. It was still cold enough that the road surface was dry, but the roads are much narrower than they should be because of the piles of snow (ice!) that line them. And more than that, only the major roads are really clear. Riding and dodging snow turned into icy piles didn't really appeal to me today.
Two feet moving forward, stopping, wandering onto a surface that was soft snow at one point but that had changed to slippery crusted ice... What do you mean I should have stayed on the dry pavement? My baby camera insisted on some photos that required that I walk onto and across that icy snow!
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| Here's proof that our snow was followed by some form of water from the sky, icicles dripping from a window ledge. |
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| Ruffled feathers... There was no sign of the bird (or birds) that these came from, a nice pile of soft fluff. Unfortunately I suspect that these beautiful feathers are probably a sign that something bad happened to their owner. |
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| Ah... the gleam of the sun highlighting clouds and the edge of a tree against a brilliant blue sky. |
Snow to ice... White snow covered the ground, and draped over stationary items that live outside. It started out as snow, but as the precipitation changed to varying types of freezing water the blanket of snow changed too.
The covering on this car became solid and slid to the side, creating an overhanging curve of ice. A curiosity, and a form of wonder too...
