As snowstorms pound the East Coast, my mother in Woodstock sends me theses lovely photos of her snowbound world. The first photo is from her studio - she is a wildlife artist who paints mainly birds, and this is one of her dioramas. The second, from her back patio where (beneath the snow) a beautiful rock garden full of exotic ornamental trees and flowers falls away to the maple woods below.
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Such beauty,
no more dreaming of a White Christmas,
it has arrived, on the East Coast, at least!
I just checked the weather report. Way too warm for snow here in V., but the temperatures are slowly sinking, almost to the freezing point by Wednesday night. Maybe there's going to be a Christmas miracle? ;-)
I had a most delightful time visiting your artist's blog!
I am so grateful you left a message at my blog, thereby opening your wonderful world to me. Thank you!
(I see you spent time studying in Italy, I lived in Rome for a decade.)
beautiful peaceful pictures...
the snow almost looks like a giant meringue on the table...
appetizing..
Wow look at all the snow? We're getting some here in the city as well, but it never stays that white and beautiful for long. Much to soon it will be brown sludgy awful stuff that we'll have to march through to get anywhere. Oh well, it's beautiful in the photos!
Oh how dreamy. How I wish I could stand in the silence of the falling snow.
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