The pattern so far is for yet another icy winter, with the snow line creeping a little further north each year as the climate changes. So there will be no White Christmas on Goose Creek this year. Ah well.
Even so, I’ve been trying to get in a snow state of mind, what with it now being officially winter.
This shot came from a surprise March snow almost three years ago after the frozen creek had melted and the trees hung like embroidered lacery along Goose Creek.
If you look carefully, you’ll find this image (very tiny version) on page 28 of the Blue Ridge Country Magazine 2008 Travel Guide. Larger image at Flickr.
Beautiful photo.
it doesn’t look like we’ll have a white christmas, either. it seems the snow always comes the week before or the week after…..
Merry Christmas, Dad. Maybe you should try this (worked for me): Don’t dust your monitor for weeks on end, and then look at that photo, side-lit by a sunny window. Presto: an on-call blizzard, a white whatever you want.
Just a suggestion. See you tomorrow!
Oh, this is simply a lovely photo!
I have been sad for the past three years that here in southwest Virginia we have spent Christmas Eve and Christmas day looking out our windows to sunny, and warm weather. Don’t get me wrong, I like the sun. I like blue skies. I like 65 degree days; but, not at Christmastime—grrr.
A white Christmas would have been nice, but I am holding out hope for Jan. 3/4 when we have to go back to school. Need just another day or two.