The Buried Table
My Truck, Also Buried
Well, by Tuesday, it has been snowing for three days. The people left in the valley are talking of cabin fever, and I am starting to feel a general dampness creeping into everything. I went down to the Village Store and out to the Mountain Store for some gloves and a more convenient hat. Later, I would abandon photography altogether in favor of a hot shower compliments of the Curry Co. I walked back to camp from the Village after lunch and managed to find a few shots. It was getting harder to stay warm, keep my camera from getting fogged up, and stay focused on photos.
Efforts to Save the Black Oak
Shot from the Meadow
South Face of the Valley Wall
3 comments:
Cabin fever after three days?! I'LL SHOW YOU CABIN FEVER these people don't knowwhatcabinfeveris!
...we Minnesotans take pride in being able to outlast 4 months of winter.
It may be winning this year, though.
Yeah, I know. I was thinking ... three days ... that's about enough time for a good book or to knit something ...
You noticed that I didn't even stay in.
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