snow day!

We get very little snow in Middle Tennessee so when we do it is a big deal. Southerners don’t know how to drive in it and it has a way of panicking us. But not me. I embrace snow. I crave it. Lovely tiny flakes lilt toward earth like fairies and sift across the roads like confectioner’s sugar.

I love snow. I love even more to hear snow fall in the woods. I never knew (or even considered) that it made a sound until walking through the woods on my parents property. I stopped for a moment and there, in the massive quiet, was the softest brush as each flake landed on the dry forest leaves. One could never hear this in the city. The landing is too soft and the city much too noisy to allow it. To this day it is the most peaceful sound I have ever heard.

In celebration of being released from work early to beat the all ensuing black ice we get as a result, I took RubyJane outside for a woodsy romp and a snowball fight. Happy snow day to me and Ruby.

.beach memories.

Some favorite memories from my Thanksgiving holiday at the beach.

The first image is of a shrimp boat working the shore line on a very overcast day. I love grey days at the beach and the heavy fog over the water on this day created a ghostly feeling.

A shrimp boat trolling the shore line.

This is my mom’s dog Midge on her very first beach visit. I’m glad I captured her just being a dog; not paying any attention to me. The light this day was just glorious. It wasn’t sunny but everything felt as if lit from within.