Thursday, January 3, 2013

Let it Snow!

When I was growing up in Southern California, I saw snow in my hometown once. When I was two. I was told about it--I don't remember it.

When I went to college in the Northwest my classmates and dormmates thought it odd that I talked about "going to the snow". They didn't have to go to the snow because it came to them.

Well, except for Patty, from Hawaii, who danced barefoot in the first snowfall.

New Year's Day we again went to the snow--though it had, of course, come to us. The snow you go to is more fun that what comes to you--especially if you are the one who has to wield the snowshovel.

 There are the red alder standing guard naked along Tahoma Creek.

There is Mt. Rainier standing guard in her mantle of white over Kautz Creek.

There are the snow bombs overhead--ready to drop if the temp goes one or two more degrees up.

Snow sculptures
Snow hallways

Peeking out from under the poach roof icicles at Longmire, Mt. Rainier looms large.  Below--did I mention snow bombs?

Nearby peaks, the Tatoosh above and Mt. Adams on the way home.


Craver Vii said...

Wow, Kat! You really brought it with this post! The sledders up on that ridge are definitely a good representation of "let it snow." One can almost hear them chant it! Your word pictures produced a good chortle, especially the ideas of dancing barefoot in the snow, the red alder standing guard naked, and the snow bombs-- as if they're waiting to ambush someone. Your pics captured the snow as a full and plentiful accumulation, which is a beauteous sight for me. As a person who loves snow, it makes me want to dance barefoot in the snow, but not without a mantle. ;-)

Liz said...

It looks really beautiful. I bet you can have fun watching unwitting tourists get dumped on by the snow bombs!