a badly needed reminder that a roaring sound in your ears and nothing but white particles underfoot doesn’t have to mean it is 30 below windchill in Minnesota.
a collection of mostly white shells
gulf of mexico and mediterranean sea
this black cherry stands right beside my neighbor’s driveway. i have been eyeing it as a STILL blog subject for days, and yesterday i was finally able to talk my son into trudging through knee deep snow with me so he could hold up a white backdrop while I took a few photos. i don’t have any telephoto on my camera, so i had to get up close to take the photo. as i pushed my lens up close to the tree, a little head popped up, and before I had time even to register the phylum of the creature before me, an explosion of downy woodpecker aimed itself toward my camera lens, darted past my ear, and landed on an adjacent tree. yes, the downy woodpecker was completely adorable, and yes, to the embarrassment of this nature girl and lifelong tomboy, i screamed.
downy woodpecker nest, in use
saint paul, minnesota
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Oh, I love this! All of your posts, in fact.
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what a perfect carpenter that woodpecker is
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haha. what a surprise. i hope your son was as able to see beyond the white backdrop, he’d most definitely gotten gotten a chuckle and deemed his time worthwhile! :)
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a funny thing happens when mid-february rolls around, and mother nature has stripped herself as bare as she gets. suddenly, the gnarled swellings of black knot against the white snow look like letters in an alphabet. i wish i could read them. i’d love to know what they’re saying.
black knot fungi
saint paul, minnesota
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they look to me like they are meant to soar.
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I really see bodies, movement & dance in these ones. Excellent ! oxox
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i recently learned that artichokes are edible thistles. now when i look at an artichoke, that is all i see. of course they’re thistles, just look at them!!
winter artichoke
community garden at swede hollow cafe
saint paul, minnesota
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she is glorious!
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we are calling this a real canadian winter here :: i wonder what minnesotan”s call it
We come inside, stomp the snow off our Sorel boots, put our mittens in our pockets, wipe our fogged glasses clear, and say, “Yah, it’s rill cold.”
BEAUTIFUL. Thank you! Thank you! This photo is gorgeous! Can’t wait to get my hands on a print of it should it become available. This feeds my soul. Stay warm.