We had the first snow since I’ve been in the house last night. It wasn’t much, in terms of snow: just a half inch or so with a nice, crunchy frozen rain layer over the top. Still, it was enough for the car to not make it out of the slick driveway (an adventure I don’t really care to think about now), so there was nothing to do but stoke up the wood stove and simmer a giant pot of venison stew.
I’m always inspired by Shari’s documentation of her walks, and I think I was channelling her a bit here. Makes me want to bring the camera along when I go walking around the house more often.
Everyone loved the vibrant colors of the Buenos Aires pictures, but the brown-amber-grey-eggshell palette feels much more like home.
Saturday, 21 January 2012 | 11 comments
gorgeous! my husband is in DC–said he just got a dusting but that ice underneath is killer! be safe :)
welcome home :)
Wow, you have a stream by your house? Lovely photos. Hope you’re settling in.
Yes! A creek! A big one! It leads to the Potomac River.
These pictures are gorgeous, Sarah. You’re so right about those beautiful muted winter colors.
Living in Alabama, I hardly ever see snow. It seems so dreamy and idyllic to me (I guess not so much when cars get involved), so I love looking at these photos.
And venison stew sounds pretty great, too :)
love this, sarah. beautiful photos.
Lovely … These brought a bit of peace and quiet to my Tuesday.
I like hearing that :)
Is this Rock Creek? Lovely photos.
No, further afield :)
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