Monday, November 30, 2009

The End of November

First snow on the distant Blue Ridge Mountains a few days ago . . . herald of sights yet to come . . .

. . . when once again we can trace the beauty of a tree's framework . . .

. . . and, like children, delight in waking to new-fallen snow.

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9 comments:

Pat in east TN said...

Beautiful pictures Vicki. I am hoping that we get some decent snows throughout the winter, and having a white Christmas would be a real treat!

willow said...

I adore waking to newly fallen snow...snow...snow...snow!!

NCmountainwoman said...

Gorgeous photographs. You and that new camera are really getting to be good friends.

I also love the winters when we can see the outlines of the trees and the rocky outcroppings that are hidden from view in summer.

However, I do not delight in the snow. That was a major reason we sold our Haywood County land and bought here.

Vicki Lane said...

I love the snow but only because I don't have to get to work everyday and because it rarely lasts long around here. A magical moment and soon it's gone -- mostly.

The mud that follows, though . . . not so nice. Bur I'm still thankful for the added moisture.

Reader Wil said...

Fabulous photos full of autumn and ready for winter.
Thanks for your visit and comment. Yes traditions are interesting, because they change when they are imported to other countries.
I saw your wedding photos: they are great! I left a comment there!

Miss_Yves said...

A lovely windvane!
Beautiful photographs !
I like the snow...especially inside my house, in front of a good fire!

Vicki Lane said...

Reader Wil -- So you were married just a few days before we were! Interesting!

Miss Yves, I confess to enjoying snow mostly from the vantage point of a window in a warm house.

Vagabonde said...

I love the snow but we don’t get much around here. The last time I was in real nice snow was in the winter of 2007. We wanted to go somewhere for my husband’s birthday in February and a co-worker owned a bed and breakfast in the little town of Burnsville in NC, just off the main square in front of the statue (he sold it since then.) We went and there was so much snow that all the stores were closed but it was so beautiful. I’d love to return there.

Vicki Lane said...

Burnsville is a charming little town. They have a book festival there every fall -- a wonderful event. And, as a matter of fact, in the spring I'm going to be teaching writing classes there. ( It's about an hour away from our farm.)