Thursday, February 11, 2010

Snow!

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For the second time in 8 weeks, snow is falling in Dallas. The last time, as far as I can recall, was Christmas Day. According to the Weather Fool, it had not snowed in Dallas on Christmas Day since 1926. As unbelievable as that might be, I have to take his word for it. These days, I am lucky to recall what I had for lunch. Worse, I did not fully appreciate that Christmas miracle due to a fever and emotional exhaustion from attending my son during his illness in New Mexico. It made for a very subdued Christmas.

[My backyard is a snowy forest]

Here we are in February. The icy heart of winter is upon us. I slipped outdoors and snapped a few photos of current conditions. The deprived souls in southern California may have never seen the white stuff. As a public service, I offer these views of my neighborhood on a rare snowy day.

Enjoy!

PS: It is better to enjoy the photos than the real stuff.




A neighbor. This one has company - stranded, no doubt!

Here is a shot of my neighbor, his dog and
small daughters frollicking in the snow. 
Hope you can see 'em.

The new look of global warming.


4 comments:

  1. Hank,Just a note of appreciation for your talents of photography, story telling and writing. I look forward to each and every post since I get a chance to at least grin a lot, and generally laugh out loud - a lot!. Then I rush to share your latest blog with special people in my life. I think I just realized this morning that one of the reasons I enjoy your post so much is that it gives me a small reconnection with your Dad who I loved and respected and owe a great deal to for the "Free Education" he gave me over many years and also through with our mutual history along with Paul and others of times at the ranch. But mostly I think I just sense a good deal of his unique "attitude" in you. And btw- That is intended as a big compliment. Keep sharing.
    Gratefully, ~JB~

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  2. Very kind of you, indeed. Whoever you are. Remember: Brisket, ice cream and beer this summer at my place.

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  3. Doesn't matter if I can see them. What matters is that the neighbor's daughter be able to see where the dog errrr, uhmm, uhhh, frolicked! BR

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