Spring Snow. Epic Snow. 14 inches in O'Fallon. Snow walk at 5 after grading papers for an hour or so--on the way back home, I pass the thrift shop on Virginia. . ..Clock on St. Cecilia's struck five just as I was starting and struck 6 just as I was returning, snow covered and invigorated.
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| The morning starts out innocently enough--Oreo in her raincoat around 8 a.m. in the gentle rain. |
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| Visibility at 5:20 at BelleRive Park: next to nil. |
The only buds I see on trees--scanty sign of Spring. The cold has kept most everything else from germinating.
Always looking for Christmas card potential in the snow. For two years, it didn't snow, and I had to use the pictures from 2010. So much has changed since then. Mostly because of the loss of people I never thought we'd actually lose. . . .
At least the river is back up to manageable levels. Snow covered barges, silent and still.
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| My favorite tree in all of St. Louis, at Belle Rive Park |
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| Hiking in the city or the country. Only the light standard is the clue. This is at Sr. Marie Charles Park. |
Walking along the river at Sr. Marie Charles Park. No one else around. Blowing snow. About 36 degrees, so not that cold. Utterly invigorating and beautiful.
The famous tree from below in the snow.
Spring snow. Pansies outside of Really Cheep and Iron Barley, proving that it's March 24th. Compare to last year when daffodils were blooming mid-March and I went on 13 hikes during this month.
Check out the little fat robin. . . .
Back home that night after wine with Paul at Sasha's. Sam in front of a warm fire. Candles lit. Turntable playing old Stones, Morrisey and the Who.
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