Yes, last Thursday’s snow was pretty.
It coated the trees like a winter wonderland outside John English’s apartment window (above).
And I found close up beauty in Schenley Park.
In December I’d be thrilled by snow but within a few hours I was heartily tired of this beautiful event.
Fortunately it will go away this week.
(photo of snowy hillside by John English. Closeups by Kate St. John)
3 thoughts on “It Was Pretty”
Same feeling here….I was just out and the snow is starting to melt and I can see patches of ground again…sweatshirt was enough…up to 47 degrees and the low was ONLY 33….pond is thawing quickly and over 1/2 open again…Robins and Pine Siskins at the same time in the yard….spring is finally on it’s way…(I hope with no more surprise snow storms like I had yesterday in Indiana, PA).
By Sunday afternoon, enough snow had melted to uncover a few of our Snow Drops. They were poking up with buds showing color. Spring has sprung! I expect that Skunk Cabbage also has flowers forming under the snow. After two bitter winters I actually miss Global Warming (semi kidding).
On a different note, Saturday morning on WESA radio on Prosody I heard an interview with poet Richard St. John. Was that your husband?
Yes, Dick, that was my husband reading poems from his new book. Glad you heard it. 🙂