This is not "Head Bashed In" jump, but rather the place where a girl ran toward this cliff face and sank to her waist in snow. She was quite surprised - I guess we weren't expecting someone to nearly disappear before our eyes, either.
The teeth of Winter? Muskoka Rocks On.
(As in Ontario)
WOB
There are pictographs here.
However, I think that "here" the reason for the pictographs is that voices echo here. The channel is quite narrow.
It is Nature's palette in colour and sound. It helped that it had rained for several hours before as Brian and I paddled eastward.
Then we paused to watch the natural play of water with water, droplets with surface tension:
Such "dancing":
WOB
Sometimes the water interacts with the air at freezing temperature. Some scenes from Algonquin Park in February 2013.
Now the details of the interplay:
I hope W-O- Mitchell might be pleased.
WOB
So it has been said that it is the exception that proves the rule: the sunshine city of Maraposa, aka Orillia has received many hours of rain - welcomed by "just" a meter of already very heavy snow. It has not been the pitter-patter of reindeer that has been keep us awake - rather the water board at the edge of our balcony that has been "ringing the hours".
Inspiration for today's entry into art.
And now for something else:
The setup:
That was nearly a decade ago.
The art almost before NIAP:
The art after both Pierre and "Nancy" have had their influence, "En plein Air", just a few months ago:
So is it "Prosit" oder "Prost" und warum?
Happy Neues Jahr - WOB
May your cup runneth over with joy and happiness.
Many of you are wondering at images you are seeing of masses of snow being dumped upon the USA, It is not funny. Many have died already.
The problem is in part caused by the heating of the Great Lakes so that they are very warm and not at all frozen as they should be. So cold air masses flowing over these heat engines gather water vapour and like any good refrigerator - running on electrical energy or on any other source of energy - produce a cold product, in this case mostly snow.
Compounding the situation was to call the storm "Elliott" with 2 "t"s, The Scottish poet James Hogg, the "Ettrick Shepherd", wrote in 1811, that one could lock out a storm of English if one was Elliot of Lariston as was successfully demonstrated as needed in the 1560s. It was so successful that maybe it was forgotten? I never heard it being sung last week, although a recording is available if you click on this line.
Our " doors were not locked and we are digging ourselves out of our ignorance!
WOB
We are digging out. There is a bench here. Beside the stairs!
Slowly but surely - rebounding?
Our neighbours are digging out, too:
We are digging out, too:
And soon the thermometer will show itself and we can play peek-a-boo!
WOB
