I think it’s uniquely beautiful when nature becomes monochrome. It feels still and quiet, bleak but also cozy at the same time. Found this tree while hiking. It’s a full color photo with no edits.
When I lived in Minnesota and winter settled in, the only color to really be found was a incredibly blue sky now and then. The ground was white. The trees were black. The plowed roads were a grey mush. Walking along the sidewalk, the piles of snow that surrounded you on both sides had a striations of white and grey.
Here in Seattle, it’s similar minus the snow. The streets are black, the sky is eternally grey for several months of the year. The clouds hang so low that they feel like being buried under a warm blanket. The morning fog sometimes obscures sight completely, making everything white.
Ok, one non-artsy-fartsy photo just for fun, because this is making me fondly remember walking ten block to class on sidewalks like this.
It snowed like crazy this winter in Seattle, which is super uncommon, so of course snow plows were few and far between on most streets. We were stuck at home and in between shoveling our sidewalk and adding more wood to the fire, we decided what better snow day (week? month?) activity than to paint along with Bob Ross to an episode called “Perfect Winter Day.” The roommates and I gathered around in the living room, got our paints out, and followed along. It was a blast. Highly recommend Bob Ross-ing if you want something fun and goofy to entertain – it’s super easy to follow (assuming you have the pause button ready) and all of our paintings turned out a lot better than we expected.
Obligatory crow in the snow shot from the same winter. I feed crows and Stellar’s Jays out of my window sill, and they were very appreciative in the cold. Normally his beak was covered in frost, but I figured I’d share one of his more glamorous shots.