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.
Days upon days of cold allowed large icicles to form and loom from the roof of my house. However, due to temperatures finally rising, these winter wonders were short lived.
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.
Mom zooms up our slippery slope of a driveway last week as the snow pours down.
Coming down faster than people could get home and off of the roads, some were not fortunate enough to make it scott-free. It took me 20 minutes, in what normally takes five, to drive down Route 31--and that’s after I got past this 15 minute roadblock.
