© 2012 Michael Fiveson
While walking Pumpkin during a soft and fluffy snow, I found this down the street from my home.
Mike's Look at Life
Photography, memoirs, random thoughts.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
While walking Pumpkin during a soft and fluffy snow, I found this down the street from my home.
Mike's Look at Life 
Pretty!
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Thanks!
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It was my pleasure to view your photo, Mike.
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I like this shot a lot! 🙂 Good work Mike!
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Thank you very much.
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Looks like opportunities for some close-ups of the wood texture as well. Nice.
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Always good to hear from you. Thank you.
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It is all waiting for spring!
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And that can’t happen soon enough!
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I guess you got winter, eh? We’ve had a virtually snowless winter here in the Blackstone Valley. LAST year, we had more snow than ever before recorded, THIS year, the lowest winter snowfall ever recorded. Probably that’s because I bought I really warm coat and expensive winter boots 🙂 The dogs miss the snow, I have to admit, I don’t. But I miss the beauty of it … and had been counting on getting some snow pictures … Not this year, unless March surprises us. Thanks for the reminder!
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We have had a very light winter. In October we got slammed real hard with two nasty storms but since then it has been light, which is fine by me as I don’t like winter. If we get any more snow I will have it all shipped to you 🙂
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Great shot…it reminds me of the early to mid-70s, when I ran a 14 acre organic farm and chopped wood to burn in my ‘1876 Crowning Glory No. 9’ woodstove.
Thanks for that great memory, Mike!
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I was certainly around in the mid 70s, but did not do anything as adventurous as you. Thanks!
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Well, Mike…it was an adventure for those years, as well as “It was the best of times and the worst of times.” We grew our own food, raised cattle, goats, geese and chickens. The best thing was: there were NO ‘food police’ telling me I couldn’t buy raw milk and skim the cream to make my own butter. I canned and froze about a thousand quarts of food every year, we had a steer butchered each January, and butchered chickens when needed. It was a somewhat hard life with no clothes dryer (hang ’em and watch ’em freeze-dry), but this city-bred girl still hankers for the country life where it was just us, God and the vagaries of nature.
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that is some BEAUTIFUL firewood. i want it.
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I already am stealing it for someone else.
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! 🙂
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What a great shot and a great stack of firewood. Perfect for my stove..
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Thanks. I will steal it for you.
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Very nice contrast in color and textures between the snow and the rough, cracked surfaces of the wood. I really, really, enjoy this one Mike. On a side note….how fortunate that you get to walk in such places!
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Or that I get to walk at all, and with my sweet Pumpkin. You are right, of course, and I thank you for the comment.
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The geometrics here are gorgeous…
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I passed algebra but could not manage geometry. Guess I got lucky in this picture 🙂
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You captured such a nice image. The contrast is amazing… I loved it. Thank you dear Mike, with my love, nia
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Thank you Nia 🙂
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So glad you stopped by. I’ve been browsing through your blog, and you have amazing pictures here! I’m really missing snow this winter, so this is a great boost to my spirit.
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We haven’t had much snow either, except for October. Just a dusting now, every so often. Thanks for looking at my stuff. Trade you pictures for goats?
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I’m awfully possessive of my goats. 🙂
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As well you should be 🙂
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