“The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty.  It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.  It was snowing and it was silent.”
— Patricia Hampl, A Romantic Education

Yesterday's snowy day at Green Lake

We get excited about snow in Seattle because it seldom lasts too long.  I find it’s best to slow down, park the car (there is no snow removal on most residential streets, so the snow packs, becomes icy, and stays that way until it turns to slush and melts), and walk if I need to get anywhere.

It’s nice to get a taste of winter wonderland, especially if the inconveniences are short and sweet.  Snow gives a time-out from our regular routines.  Who doesn’t enjoy the special pleasures of an unexpected “snow day.”

Here are some photos from a walk around my neighborhood:

Scalloped-edged fence

Snowy steps

Weathered clothespins

Patterned snow on paving bricks

Pine cones with snow

Basketball hoop in the snow


Airing Out Quilts

June 5, 2011

Airing out the winter quilts

Air-freshened quilts

A sure sign of spring — taking advantage of a sunny day to air out the quilts that have been on our bed this winter.  I put these quilts away and found another one to use as we head toward summer.  Still using flannel sheets!

A neighbor's weathered clothes lines and clothes pins

Pegged out to dry