Not particularly cold this afternoon, either. I always like it when snow lines the twigs and branches. The 2013 picture is much more bleak, not only because there was a great deal more snow but because the strong wind had stripped the trees and created deep drifts.
You have taken some beautiful snow pictures! I especially love the fifth picture down of the snowy road and trees. I love how trees look in the snow with each limb coated in ice or snow. When I look at these pictures I can almost hear the silence of the snow.
Strikingly monochrome, and beautiful for it. Different strokes for different folks I guess but I best loved living where winters were really cold, had snow, required getting dressed up in some serious gear to go out and the air was crisp. Worst is living where it so rarely gets cold (but is capable of it) and homes aren't built to cope with that. Your photos suggest you love this place in snow. I know i would.
Last winter there was hardly any snow at all but we've had it on and off for over two weeks here. Fifty years ago the amount of snow in the last picture (from 2013) was a regular occurrence.
And do you know what I had, Meike? Weihnachtsstollen. My wife likes to by German goodies at Christmas and we still have half a stollen left. I had it with a pint mug of tea, though.
Stone walls everywhere. Just think of the hours spent collecting the stones and building the walls - dry stone walls without mortar.Some survive intact for hundreds of years without any attention due to the skill of the builders. It's hard not to wonder who they were.
Tom's mention of the 1963 snowstorm reminded me of being in London at the time and having to walk through very deep snow with a cousin to a dairy distributor for milk as my aunt had run out and those little electric delivery floats couldn't make it through the streets. It was the deepest snow I ever saw in London.
I wonder why we all love snowy scenes so much. I do anyway. The snow storm of 2013 sticks in my memory as it was the worst here for 40 years or more. We were snowed in for days and lost our electricity for a couple of days as the heavy snow brought down the power lines. It was great fun, huddled in front of the fire by candlelight. We were very thankful for the gas hob to boil water.
One bad one here was 1995 which is quite a story involving pregnant wife stuck somewhere unknown in her car and students' exam scripts left abandoned in my car - perhaps another blog post.
Most for some time - about four or five inches where it could settle undisturbed, compared with well over a foot in 2013. People who have live here a long time say that fifty years ago it was regularly several feet deep.
It was worth seeing. No longer do we get it every year. It was not frozen because it had fallen that day, so it the sound was more of a squash than a scrunch.
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Certainly looks as though all Yorkshire has had snow then Tasker. Looks very pretty in your pictures.
ReplyDeleteNot particularly cold this afternoon, either. I always like it when snow lines the twigs and branches. The 2013 picture is much more bleak, not only because there was a great deal more snow but because the strong wind had stripped the trees and created deep drifts.
DeleteDon't eat that yellow snow! Great photos Tasker.
ReplyDeleteThat's a confusing thing to say to someone who has a different distribution of retinal cone cell from the majority.
DeleteThere. are definitely snow advantages of living in the Outer Hebrides. Looks beautiful though.
ReplyDeleteIt's nothing by some standards, and nowhere near as much as in 2013 or earlier years, but yes it looks nice on the twigs and branches.
DeleteLove views of distant trees across a snowy field.
ReplyDeleteI could have pointed the camera in almost any direction for similar views on that road.
DeleteWell, you've still got a ways to go then!
ReplyDeleteNo comparison at all to Edmonton, Alberta, I'm sure.
DeleteIntriguing view of the distant estate and the people walking through the snow.
ReplyDeleteDidn't spot them until after I'd taken the picture. On another taken just a few seconds earlier they had not emerged.
DeleteVery beautiful to look at but I am not tempted to be there.
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't cold - no wind.
DeleteYou have some snow there. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteWet soft fluffy snow - good for snowballs.
DeleteSnow forts, too. Defense perimeter against snowballs.
DeleteI'd challenge you but doubt I could manage to throw one across the ocean, and I wouldn't want to be defeated by an American.
DeleteYou have taken some beautiful snow pictures! I especially love the fifth picture down of the snowy road and trees. I love how trees look in the snow with each limb coated in ice or snow. When I look at these pictures I can almost hear the silence of the snow.
ReplyDeleteThat's quite a steep slope down there. Had to be careful not to slip.
DeleteStrikingly monochrome, and beautiful for it. Different strokes for different folks I guess but I best loved living where winters were really cold, had snow, required getting dressed up in some serious gear to go out and the air was crisp. Worst is living where it so rarely gets cold (but is capable of it) and homes aren't built to cope with that. Your photos suggest you love this place in snow. I know i would.
ReplyDeleteLast winter there was hardly any snow at all but we've had it on and off for over two weeks here. Fifty years ago the amount of snow in the last picture (from 2013) was a regular occurrence.
DeleteBeautiful pictures, very alluring for a walk, all wrapped up warmly of course, and then go back home for a nice hot drink and something to eat.
ReplyDeleteAnd do you know what I had, Meike? Weihnachtsstollen. My wife likes to by German goodies at Christmas and we still have half a stollen left. I had it with a pint mug of tea, though.
DeleteI fondly remember the winter of 1963. Two weeks off school. Heaven.
ReplyDeleteThey don't make 'em like that any more.
DeleteI just love those stone walls. The pictures are nice. We have no snow here at the moment. That is due to change, however.
ReplyDeleteStone walls everywhere. Just think of the hours spent collecting the stones and building the walls - dry stone walls without mortar.Some survive intact for hundreds of years without any attention due to the skill of the builders. It's hard not to wonder who they were.
DeleteGreat photos. Love the black and white contrast.
ReplyDeleteTom's mention of the 1963 snowstorm reminded me of being in London at the time and having to walk through very deep snow with a cousin to a dairy distributor for milk as my aunt had run out and those little electric delivery floats couldn't make it through the streets. It was the deepest snow I ever saw in London.
I remember the pavements covered in packed ice it being almost impossible to walk to school. We still had to go, though.
DeleteI wonder why we all love snowy scenes so much. I do anyway.
ReplyDeleteThe snow storm of 2013 sticks in my memory as it was the worst here for 40 years or more. We were snowed in for days and lost our electricity for a couple of days as the heavy snow brought down the power lines.
It was great fun, huddled in front of the fire by candlelight. We were very thankful for the gas hob to boil water.
One bad one here was 1995 which is quite a story involving pregnant wife stuck somewhere unknown in her car and students' exam scripts left abandoned in my car - perhaps another blog post.
DeleteThat still looks like quite a bit of snow, even if not quite as much as 2013! We haven't seen any snow down here in London. (Knock wood.)
ReplyDeleteMost for some time - about four or five inches where it could settle undisturbed, compared with well over a foot in 2013. People who have live here a long time say that fifty years ago it was regularly several feet deep.
DeleteSo beautiful photos, Tasker - I almost hear the scrunch!
ReplyDeleteIt was worth seeing. No longer do we get it every year. It was not frozen because it had fallen that day, so it the sound was more of a squash than a scrunch.
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