Sunday, December 30, 2012

When Icicles Hang by the Wall

The city is draped in freshly fallen snow! It looks so pristine that it's heartwarming (although in a frosty kind of a way). I couldn't resist roaming around for some quick captures (in time before the slush takes over). Frostbitten as my fingers are, it felt delightful! Now for a cup of hot chocolate, a fuzzy blanket, and a mystery novel. What say?

As the Bard of Avon wrote, "When icicles hang by the wall.."

Ice on the blossoms

Like dollops of ice cream!

Droopy and dry

Berries and ice 

Please don't melt!


  1. Anonymous9:38 AM

    Not to belittle your sense of composition, your new camera is worth every penny!

    1. That it certainly is. But I do wish some of the functions were a bit more wieldy! Hoping get some tips from you guys on some of the modes.