So, last night we were driving home from our friends' house and I was sorta looking out the window, but not really, and then all of a sudden, I realized that there was snow on the ground and on the trees. We were still about forty minutes away from home, heading north-east, so I could only imagine what we would find when we arrived home. Sure enough, we had snow, too!
Of course, this morning I (and Julie) had to go out and take pictures. Everything is so different in the snow. Cleaner and fresher. And the architectural-ness of plants and objects is emphasized by the whiting out of color.
I like my birdbath in the snow. But, then again, I like my birdbath all the time.
I do think color is important in the snow, though. For example, look how gorgeous the red hips of the Ballerina rose are in the snow. And I love seeing the Cardinals in the snow.
The white of the snow also shows off the blue of my treasured pot filled with Johnnies.
The Johnnies in a flowerbed have been all but covered in the snow. But don't you just love the blue and white together?
Have a beautiful day!
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