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Cabin Fever

We’ve all heard the term, know what it means, and have most likely experienced it at one time or another.  Isn’t there also a movie with that title?

Anyway, with the weather in my little piece of Maine so far this winter, I haven’t been able to get out as much as I would have liked to do some photography.  The snow seems to have it out for us, the temperature can’t seem to climb above 30, and the wind keeps raging.  (The passing of my beloved cat back in January only made things worse.)

Because of this, all I’ve managed to photograph in the past two months are birds in my front yard and my three cats in my house.  But, even though I’d like to get outside, get some fresh air, and take some photographs, I’ve been lucky enough to stave off the severe onset of cabin fever.  How am I doing that?  Simple.  Writing.  Writing and working a few orders for some handmade awesomeness.

So, don’t expect to see too much in the way of photography in my blog posts for a while.  At least not until the weather decides to start playing nice.

Until next time…

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~A.M.

Ravens

 

It borders on strange how often (and how many) ravens decide to hang out in my front yard.  They arrive pretty much every single day, rain or shine.  Wind or snow.  They show up without fail when I throw out stale bread or cereal (they really like fruit loops!), but mostly they just hang around my front yard, picking at whatever falls on the ground from my bird feeders or the huge pine tree in my yard.

 

I managed to catch a shot of one raven hanging out on a branch.

 

Raven on a Pine Branch

 

Until next time…

 

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~A.M.

Snow Drift Abstract Art…Round 2

 

Almost two years ago to the day (strange how that worked out) , I made a post about snow drifts around my house and how they seemed like abstract art (check it out here).

 

Well, here we go again!

 

As I mentioned before, over the past few weeks, my region of the States has been hit with several major snow storms. My little corner of Maine was no acceptation. Though compared to places like Boston, we got away relatively easy.

 

Now, to set the stage for this post’s image, I should start by reminding folks that the wind around my house is a bit strange. Instead of a typical wind coming from one direction, we get winds that circle. I call them, Ninja Winds. One second they’re rushing toward you, the next they come at you from a completely different direction, catching you off guard. As a result of this, I get rather large snow drifts in my yard and driveway.

 

So what did I do? Well, before I had the snow blocking my driveway cleared, I trudged through some of it to get a few pictures.

 

Huzzah! More natural abstract art!

 

 

Snow Drift Abstract Art 2

 

 

Until next time…

 

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~A.M.

A Winter’s Worth Of Snow

It’s nothing out of the ordinary here in Maine to see a foot or more of snow fall in a single storm.  But it seems like we’ve been hit with an entire winter’s worth of snow in just a few weeks.  There’s been a storm almost every other day, dropping anywhere from five inches to over two feet of snow at once.  And cold… Don’t get me started on how cold it’s been.

 

Anyway, during the most recent storm that passed through my neck of the woods, I happened to look out my window and see a raven perched on a tree across the road.  I thought he (or she) looked pretty neat sitting at the peak of the tree with snow falling all around it.

 

Raven in a snowstorm

 

If you live in a region that doesn’t see snow on a regular basis (or at all), consider yourself lucky.  I could use some sun right about now.

 

 

Until next time…

 

~A.M.

A Cold Day At The Beach

 

Yes, you read the title of this post correctly.  A few days ago, I ventured to the beach.  We had a brief respite between storms in my little corner of Maine, so I decided to get out and get some fresh air.  The snow was too deep to go hiking, even with snowshoes, so I figured the beach would be a safe bet.  It was cold, but not too bad.

 

When I got there, the snow drifts around the stairs (every set of stairs) to the beach was thigh deep.  I found that out when I tried to trudge through.  I made it, though, and carried on.  The beach itself was clear due to the tides, so I had no trouble walking along.

 

I took quite a few photos of ice formations on the rocks at the far end of the beach.  The icicles hanging over the edges made little caves that reminded me of Hoth (major nerd points if you get the reference).

 

Icicles at the Beach

 

Just as I was getting ready to head back to my car, I saw a woman and her dog walking along the beach toward me.  Luckily, the dog was extremely friendly (I’ve had my share of run-ins with dogs of the not-so-friendly persuasion) and well behaved.  Her name was Lexi Rose…the dog, that is.  Her owner told me that Lexi was a rescued Borzi better known as a Russian Wolfhound, and that she was only seven months old.  Seven months old and she was already almost up to my hip (and I’m a pretty tall girl).

 

Lexi Rose

 

So after taking a few pictures of Lexi (with permission, of course), and chatting a little with her owner, I headed back to my car, stopping to take a few other shots of ice encased seaweed and shells.

 

So, in spite of getting a minor sun/wind burn on my face, it was a rather pleasant day.

 

Don’t be afraid to visit the beach on nice days during the winter months, folks.  It may be cold, but it’s a whole new twist on familiar scenery.

 

 

Until next time…

 

~A.M.