I had nothing to do with the flowers blooming around my house. I have no idea how to maintain them and they’d probably last longer if I had a clue what I’m doing. But I don’t have a clue so I weed them a little, pull some old ones off, and then I take a lot of photos of them. I thought I’d share of the photos I’ve been taking today on the blog. Hopefully flower lovers and non-flower lovers alike will enjoy the photos.
Snow has been the name of the game for the last two weeks in our neck of the woods.
First, we were hit with 22 to 24 inches a few days before Christmas.
Then it rained for 40 days and 40 nights — wait, no – it only rained for a full day and night on Christmas Eve. It just felt like 40 days. We had threats of flash floods, but in the end there was no significant flooding.
On Christmas morning we had a dusting of snow so we got our white Christmas and that night we had a flash freeze with some more snow.
Then we had an ice storm on New Year’s Day. The ice encased the trees and roads and everything in its path but I didn’t take any photos of it because I didn’t want to fall on my rear trying to get the photos.
Two days after the ice storm, we had a wet, heavy snowfall that was only supposed to bring us about four inches but ended up dumping up to 14 inches on part of our area, but not at our house. We got hit with about six inches that piled mainly on our trees and electric lines.
The snow that came on Sunday was wet and heavy and clung to the lines and trees. We were certain the lights would go out and they flickered and went off for less than 30 seconds in spurts a couple of times, but never went all the way out.
When it started the snow flakes that fell were as big as fifty cent pieces and my cat tried to catch them through the window, which was pretty funny to watch.
After we were originally told 2-4 inches, the storm stalled over our neighboring county, where my parents live. The next county’s border is literally a mile from our house, but somehow we ended up with less, which was the same with the bigger storm the week of Christmas. My parents received about eight inches when all was said and done and we probably had about six.
Apparently I have become The Lorax this winter.
During the heavier snow this past weekend and the Christmas week storm I became worried about the trees around our house because the snow was so heavy on their limbs.
On the week of Christmas the lower limbs of the pine tree that is on our neighbor’s property but is right by our driveway looked like they were about to break off.
“Should I go out there and clean that snow off?” I asked no one in particular.
And no one in particular answered me either.
“I think that snow is breaking the lower limbs.”
“Hey, Mom, look at this meme,” my son said.
So Sunday night before bed I saw ten inches of heavy snow on my little cherry tree (I actually don’t know what it is), bending it’s branches over and I said “Oh my gosh! Should I go out there and clean that off? It’s going to break it’s little branches.”
“Mom,” my son said. “It’s a tree. It’ll be fine.”
So while I felt the need to rescue the trees I didn’t (it was cold and wet, okay?) and the morning after the storm I saw one of the branches on the cherry tree had broke. I felt like I had failed my little tree. The Lorax – I mean — I, was sad, but I think the tree will make it. I think the lower limbs of the pine tree might make it as well, luckily.
On Monday morning the snow fell off the tree limbs in clumps that dissipated into a fine mist on the way down and some of that mist fell down on me when I was taking photos.
I made myself get up earlier than I might would have to try to capture photographs of the snow still on the limbs and lines, but a lot of it had fallen off already.
Luckily my husband grabbed a few photos on the way to work.
I was still able to grab a few shots before all the snow fell off.
Zooma The Wonder Dog enjoyed running along behind me as I took photos. She loves the snow and sleeps hard after a day of playing in it.
The kids also enjoyed building a snowman and a snow fort with the wet snow since the snow from two weeks ago was more like fluff.
I honestly didn’t take very many photos at all on Christmas Day, instead just enjoying the moments of our first Christmas in our new house and with my parents.
By the way, the photo below is the real life photo of the above capture of my dad reading a Christmas story about the making of ‘Silent Night’ to Little Miss. The first photo is the cute, sweet, “blog worthy” photo. The one below is the real photo of how my daughter looked much of the time during the reading because she had been too excited to sleep the night before and was super tired Christmas morning.
We had a little bit of snow this past week, more snow than we have so far this winter. Little Miss and Zooma the Wonder Dog had a lot of fun trapesing through it.
We haven’t been out a ton lately so I didn’t have enough photos last week for a Photos of the Week post. This week I am combining two weeks worth of photos
Maybe I will have more in future weeks.
It was so cold and dreary here last week that we didn’t really leave the house much, which means I didn’t take a lot of photographs.
I took a few, though, and thought I would share them. Hopefully I’ll have more next week.
I decided to also add some photos I found in my Lightroom that I hadn’t edited yet. I guess you would call them some “lost gems” from the last six months. I also seem to have a black and white theme going on this week. Sometimes black and white helps me to focus on moments, as well as light and dark, more than other aspects of photography.
Also, from these photos it looks like I only have one child. I assure you that I have two, but one is 14. I think that’s all I need to say about that.
Photos from This Week
As I said yesterday, we had very nice and warm weather here last week. Little Miss enjoyed chasing the dog around the house or more aptly being dragged by Zooma as they played with Zooma’s favorite toy most of the days. We also took our homeschooling lesson outside outside to practice sounding out words by writing them on the sidewalk with a rock.
Saturday was our son’s 14th birthday and he and his dad traveled about 90 minutes away to find a Chick-fil-A because my son has always wanted to go to one for some reason. They wandered the college campus it was on and also went to a mall. On Sunday we continued celebrating by my parents coming to our house and bringing a homemade apple pie and steaks. My dad and mom were a little disappointed because the pie crust got overcooked but it was actually still very good, even if Little Miss said: “I think I’ll just eat the inside. I don’t want to lose another tooth.”
Our neighbors on both sides decided to take advantage of the nice weather and start hanging their Christmas lights. My husband said he isn’t hanging ours up until closer to Christmas like he does every year but we don’t mind because the lights from our neighbors are already cheering us up. This is the first year we will see them, of course, since this is our first Christmas in this house, but our one neighbor down the street has already told us that the neighbors to the right of us go all out each year. They started hanging the lights – gorgeous blue icicles — yesterday.
Not to be outdone, the neighbors on the left seem to be going all out this year too, and already have beautiful white icicles hanging from their roof.
Here is some interesting trivia about our neighbors. They both have the same last name but are not related and the husband’s name is Chris at the neighbors on the right, but the wife is named Chris with the neighbors on the left. So, maybe that’s not very interesting to you but we find it entertaining.