the snow has been falling for hours now. every inch of the farm covered as if it requested a fresh start. i have taken hundreds of photographs already trying to capture the quiet of a winter snow fall. the birds are out by the hundreds eating what i have put out. a large bird of prey came down trying to scoop one of them for lunch, i stopped him then ran for my camera. it is so white out there and in here white linens are occupying the washer, all slip covers will be washed today and it will take all day. i love that in here is a parallel of what is out there. i must confess there is a part of me that wants to dust the snow of my car and drive to the cafe with a book, sit by a window and sip for hours. i am thinking of vermont when i lived there and how many times i did that, thinking of k. and how we stumbled upon a cafe in the dead of winter and we sat there four hours sipping tea, playing chess....
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picture poetry!
omg so gorgeous!!!
I LOVE you bird pictures all against the backdrop of the snow. I especially love the bird in the falling snow.
the snow came finally! so so beautiful!
so so much beauty here. you take me by the hand with your words, friend.
xo
The bird photographs are beautiful.
:)
I hear the soft fluttering of flakes in your pictures. One thing I miss about living in the city is sitting in a Chinatown cafe, while looking out at the rain...
so much snow, cant believe it. gorgeous :)
Such a beautiful post. I loved walking in the blizzard early this morning, when it was still dark and completely quiet in the city.
Nadia, you are such a super hero for saving those birds. I tried to save a little duckling once from getting run over by cars, and I nearly had a meltdown.
Your photos evoke such a simple, quiet beauty and are such a delight to behold.
quiet beauty
What's the name of the last little blue bird?
Your blog is always a pleasure to the eyes:-)
dear nadia,
love the book club idea and the beautiful winter photos.
happy new year.
my heart is with you always,
joy
Beautiful words, beautiful pictures, soothing reflection. Thank you!
hi Xin
the last bluebird is a bluejay, we have hundreds in our backyard, they are very noisey and aggresive but beautiful( he is fat in chubby)
Thank you! His chubbiness made him cuter:-)
Maybe one day you will travel to Guatemala (I've been here for 5 weeks now). In this place called Las Verapaces there is an incredible rich fauna including many rare birds that you may like!
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