Winter


A Photo Essay without Words

A walk down to the Fauquier boat dock last week opened my eyes to Mother Nature’s infinite ability to reveal her artistry in forms and shapes even in the dead of winter.

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Photo Essay without Words

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Sentinel of the Past
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Nature’s Artifacts at the Lakeshore
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Drop released from the Ice
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Shadowy Image of a Wild Boar
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Slabs of Glistening Ice
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Beauty between the Rock and the Tree Stump
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Pine Cones over the Arrow Lake

 Photo Essay

My Wife at our Winter Photo Shoot at Taite Creek
My Wife at our Winter Photo Shoot at Taite Creek
Catching Precious Sun Rays Peeking through the Forest - Gertrud Klopp
Catching Precious Sun Rays Peeking through the Forest – Gertrud Klopp
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Snowshoe Tracks leading down to the Lake – Gertrud Klopp
Getting ready for another Hunt for Nature Photos
Getting ready for another Hunt for Nature Photos – Gertrud Klopp
Capturing Rocks in the Crystal-Clear Water
Capturing Rocks in the Crystal-Clear Water
Old Logging Ramp of the Late Forties
Old Logging Ramp of the Late Forties
Shooting through Tree Stumps of a Bygone Era
Shooting through Tree Stumps of a Bygone Era
Brilliant Sunshine embracing the Landscape
Brilliant Sunshine embracing the Landscape
Looking South on our Beautiful Lake
Looking South on our Beautiful Lake

A Walk through Snowy Fauquier

On a Foggy and Drizzly February Morning …

Brilliant Sunshine – Balm to the Soul

What difference two weeks can make! While there are yet flowers to show off their colors and trees to delight our eyes with their light-green, tender foliage, the sun on this cloudless sky made everything look so bright and cheerful I could not resist going out for a photo session. On Flickr you find more photos from my morning walk. Just click on the tab with the blue and red circle above the header.


Winter Losing its Grip

A Walk with Biene in the Sunshine

After seven days of rain, drizzle and fog, the sun broke through the depressing cloud cover like a belated Valentine’s gift. Biene and I decided to take advantage of this unusually pleasant springlike weather and took a walk down to the boat dock and strolled along the beach, where the lake level is at its lowest level in decades.

Down at the Golf Course, the snow almost 1 m high barely two weeks ago had disappeared except for the grotesque sculptures left behind by the snow plows. The first Canada geese arrived and landed accompanied by their customary honking with a splash not far from the boat dock. Biene took it as  propitious sign, as she always does when she spots an eagle. Two eagles were soaring high in the sky. Further down at the beach many tree stumps attracted my attention and I could not resist taking a few more pictures of nature’s art work in the driftwood, which was sticking out of the sand. As a bonus for our long walk I discovered on a muddy stretch dozens of golf balls that were embedded in the mud, which we carried home. There, in Biene’s flower bed. we noticed the first daffodil pushing through the dirt. Spring is not too far.

Driftwood Art and Other Visual Delicacies

 

 

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