First Snow

Well kind of sort of. I suppose most would consider it a dusting, but it was enough to make everything look pretty. I woke up early just to get out there and take some pictures. The first picture is of the Blackstone River near the cemetery I frequent.

Here is Squiggy on the roof of my gazebo. He does this to look for food and make sure there are no other squirrels on his territory. When he sees me, he curses me for disturbing his peace and runs off.

Holly I planted this summer. It is still rather small but the berries are so pretty. I am hoping they will make a nice snack for some birds this winter. My goal is to plant other berry producing shrubs for the various wild life in my yard.

This one is for Steve. HA!! The seagulls come to my yard every morning now expecting me to bring them some bread. They got pizza crust this morning instead.


Check it out all!!! I believe this is a golden crowned kinglet (can someone confirm please). You have no idea how long it took me to get this shot. I went to the cemetery and it was lovely there. No one else had arrived yet and all you could hear was the snow falling gently amongst the leaves and the sound of bird chatter. I used my newly trained ears as a guide to find the bird I was looking for which was him. I took about 10 photos and chased him with my camera. Wherever he flew, my camera went. My hands were frozen and I couldn't feel them, but I didn't care. The only thing I wanted was this shot.

There is something so serene about the snow. As I sat there, alone in the cemetery, I had what one could call a spiritual moment. Yes there is war in this world and people are dying of hunger and disease, but there is also beauty. You can't get this beauty from an expensive face cream, or a trendy new paint color, you can find it right outside your door and it costs you nothing. It took me 40 years to discover this, but I found it just the same.