Ninth Week of 2017 Project 365, A Photograph a Day

Continuing the compilation of the weeks photographs, this the ninth week of 2017. A week of work followed by a weekend roadtrip, unseasonably warm temperatures reverting to the standard cold for late winter / early spring. And so it goes...

Day 57 02-26-2017

Outside, looking in. My kitchen window, casting light into the backyard, lighting the tops of the grasses.

Day 58 02-27-2017

Willow, greening early in late February, spring is sneaking in ahead of schedule.

Day 59 02-28-2017

Sweet-smelling camelias, making their blowsy, showy presence known - signalling the end of February.

Day 60 03-01-2017

 iphone photo of the US Capitol in black & white, appearing timeless on a stormy day as March roars in.

Day 61 03-02-2017

Glorious star magnolia, the first of the magnolias to bloom. Sneaking in her blossoms in the early warmth of March.

Day 62 03-03-2017

A delightful surprise, an unexpected birthday gift from a dear friend.

Day 63 03-04-2017 Color

A road trip to Windber, Pennsylvania and the "trolley graveyard" was cold but beautiful. A treasure trove of old trolley cards, slowly yielding to the elements in the woods. The snow and the clouds a contrast to the rusting metal hulks. The same picture with two treatments, one in color, one in atmospheric black & white.

Day 63 03-04-2017 Black & White

Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.

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Winter's Landscape

There is beauty in every season.

Spring's beauty lies it shy emergence and delicate colors, a rising energy quickening the spirit.

Summer flaunts her lazy voluptuousness, bright colors, and hot languid days and nights.

Fall brings a different kind of quickening in the air, a feeling of brisk energy, bright colors exploding with one last passionate push.

Then there is winter...cold, silent, and seemingly dull. But winter. Winter speaks to my soul. She is truth laid bare, a promise of what might be, hope in the face of starkness. Winter touches my spirit with a frosty hand and reminds me that silence is a deepening treasure.





 

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The Measure of Winter

"Nonna's Farm," photograph by Terry Rowe

A few hours before the official start of Spring, a few winter reflections. The usual quantitative measure of winter is the average low temperatures, how many days below freezing, how many inches of snow.

My measurement of winter is more personal, although still quantifiable.

How many layers of clothes did I wear before heading outside? At least three, topped by a down vest and then a coat. Gloves, scarves, and hats required.

Did I break out the snow boots? I did, they’ve spent the winter in my kitchen by the back door.

Did the snow shovels come out of the shed? They lived on the side porch this winter and got quite a workout.

Was the bill for heating huge? It was. Ouch.

How many days was my office closed because of weather? Four, although not a day of rest – snow had to be shoveled, cars cleared off, and other chores completed to keep the house and property safe during storms.

And, the last, most telling measure of a long cold dark winter is how many pots of posole did I make? Five, posole is a traditional Mexican soup / stew. It’s hearty and filling. Every time I knew we were in for a long cold stretch of it I’d make a bit pot of posole and have filling food for days.

So today, facing the last few hours of winter I have taken its measure and we are complete. Onward to spring.

Overview of a Week of Photography (Week 4)

The fourth week of 2014, and of my 365 photograph a day project, was a week of cold, snow, and ice. All the usual elements of winter but it did seem like we got a bit more of each then we really wanted.

My dog, Bear, loves the world transformed with snow and he ran through the backyard as if it were his own personal ski run.

Bear airborne.

Keeping fresh, unfrozen, water for the birds is a challenge on cold winter days.




















A tree on the bank of the Potomac River. A thin glaze of ice on the river reflects the rising dawn and the bit of a waxing moon is still visible.

Indoor activities, like reading, are always enjoyed on a cold day.

Visiting the Potomac river, Georgetown and the spires of Georgetown University are visible down river from Roosevelt Island.

Venturing out downtown, a tour bus with a graphic of Washington, DC monuments is parked in such a way that it's windows show the reflection of the US Capitol.

Wrapping up the week, a single tulip on the kitchen window sill. Store bought flowers, reminders that spring and warmth exist somewhere.

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