When we moved to the Tennessee Valley from South Carolina six years ago, I couldn't have been more excited about living in an area that had snowy winters.
That was the year our hometown had a 100-year record snowfall of 18 inches; during the 14 years we lived there, it had maybe snowed 5-6 inches twice. During this same "snow event" that showered our South Carolina friends, we received–if I'm not mistaken–124 snowflakes; a heavy frost produces more sparkle and shine.
Saturday morning I woke up to the whispers of my 12 year old–"Look at that, Mom!"
Through sandy eyes I looked at him and blinked, confused.
"No…look at THAT!" he demanded, finger pointing in the opposite direction…my window.
A surprise snowfall had blanketed our yard in cotton and white, and snow chunks were still falling.
I grabbed my camera, braved the elements, and started shooting–a kid in the candy store–
By lunchtime, 40 degrees erased the evidence. The snow might've been gone, but thanks to my BFF Ms. Nikon, it was hardly forgotten :).
Your turn: Do you have a favorite capture from the above series? Would you mind sharing in comments which one and why? Feel free to link posts with snowy pictures of your own, too!