“The thin snow now driving from the north and lodging on my coat consists of those beautiful star crystals . . . Nature full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand”
Henry David Thoreau
The forecast was for another rain front moving in yesterday albeit a bit colder than the preceding one. On the lookout for snow I headed toward one of my favorite places to photograph – Clear Lake and Fish Lake. I made an intermediate stop at Olallie CG to photograph in the old growth. See yesterdays post. It was spitting snow when I left the campground and headed up river. When I got to Clear Lake the weather had morphed into a full on snow storm. I went out on the dock at the resort – seriously snowing and blowing. (I think I could hear Elvis singing Blue Christmas) Love being coated by snow.
By converting these images to Black and White I can almost get the look of an etching – the branches stark against the storm filled sky and I think it captures the cold really well. (Not nearly as good as the work I see of print artists like my friends Heather and Mika.)
Four wheel drive on the road up the hill back to the highway and more snow on the road up to Fish Lake near Santiam Junction. Another black and white winter etching below.
Time in the mountains, in the snow, with my camera is a real gift and yesterday felt like a day late Christmas present. Click on the images for larger views.