As every day here has been at least in the high eighties since I can remember, I take a reprieve from the dog days of summer via photos I shot two years ago at my lovely home in West Virginia. I’ll never forget that by that point in my life, due to changing hemispheres so often, it was my third consecutive winter, only to be followed by another upon my “permanent” return to Chile. Oh how I wanted to feel the heat of the very sun heating me now.
So, it may be hot, but I can’t complain.

Lights in cold nights
1/16/10
Alas, the cold snap has given Williamstown, WV a break, icicles melted completely, grass starting to show. Though I’m happy to feel a little warmer, I must admit, I had fun traipsing around in the snow, camera in hand.
This phlog is dedicated to my poor little fingers, for suffering, exposed during my nocturnal experimentations. Here are a few shots from their effort.


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For more fun with ice, check out the Winter Gardening Monday Memory!
