Monday brought more snow to Bellingham. This is the view from my street looking down the hill at Lake Whatcom. This was probably at about 3 inches, but as I schedule this post we have about 10 inches.
CAPTURING THE BEAUTIFUL, THE MUNDANE, AND THE EXTRAORDINARY IN THE CITY OF SUBDUED EXCITEMENT
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Warmth
Well the first snow of the year has hit the Cascade Mountain lowlands and Bellingham's high elevations. It didn't last long, but it is only a sign of things yet to come. This neatly stacked wood pile is ready to keep a family warm all winter long.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Rx For the Dark Days of Winter
After out near spring-like early February, winter has decided to make a comeback. My internal clock had pretty well decided that winter was over and was prepared for spring. We escaped the worst of the snow, but it's been in the teens and twenties for several days.
In light of the darkness, Bellingham Daily Photo would like to present an image from this past summer to remind us all that spring is nearly here!
Friday, December 24, 2010
Skywatch Friday: Waiting for St. Nick
This chimney, silhouetted against a wintry sunset, waits patiently for Santa Claus to come visit.
I took this picture on Wednesday, December 22, at 3:55 PM. The sun sank below the horizon at 4:16 PM, but gave us 2 more seconds of daylight than the previous day, the shortest day of the year. Longer days are already here! ;-)

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Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Two Leaves
two abeyant brother leaves
faded and frail as old men
suspended still though fall has ceased
when one releases
so will his friend
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Not Reading a Book on a Bench
She sits on the bench and looks at the book.
Her fingers are red with cold
the wind stings her cheeks
and she can't read the words.
It doesn't matter.
Impervious to weather and reading ability,
she's captivated by the world in the pages.
Her imagination is free from the manipulation
of the author's carefully chosen phrases.
This is not his story, it's hers.
Her story, her world, her universe.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Frozen February... Fresh February
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thistle, Field and Sky
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Goldenlit Grasses
warm in the afternoon.
The quick winter sun passes
and much too soon
they'll be silverlit grasses
in the light of the moon.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Winter Mist
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