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Monday, December 13, 2010
The Pictures I Didn't Catch
Now you can see more of the snow we got here. There is supposed to be more coming tonight. I was really good at taking pictures of things that were holding still, like this branch. However, between this picture and the next... "my" hawk flew low in front of the edge of the cemetery, and disappeared into the woods before I could get my mitten off, the camera adjusted and aimed...
These bushes are growing on the bank in the cut for the railroad tracks. The heavy snow transforms them from stupid alien honeysuckle to a wonder of fluffy beads. From there, I continued over the hill, down the other side and turned away from the tracks. As I was framing the next picture, I heard the train.
I like seeing the train go by, but its sound was muted with all the snow, and I misjudged the timing. By the time I saw the train, the engine was past. I realized that it had a rotary snowplow on the front! I've never seen Marquette Rail (the line by our house) run one before. There was no way I could outrun the train to get in front of it again. I'll just have to hope to catch it for you another day...
But the picture I was taking when I heard the train was this cold winter sun, barely illuminating the wind-scoured hill.
Yes, winter is here!