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"Every Picture Tells a Story ... Don't It:" Part VI
Author: Stan Deatherage | Published: January 1st, 2010
The Indescribable Beauty of a Rare Eastern North Carolina Snow Day
Indescribable? I suppose I will have to resort to our “Every Picture Tells a Story … Don’t It” series to fully make my point. I don’t know if these infrequent snow storms are truly that beautiful, or just the way I have always seen them since I was a small child growing up in a rental bungalow on East Main Street.
I have always marveled at the slow, soft drift of the lonely snowflake, and I was always so heartened when that lonely flake found a few like minded friends, and made a place for more of their fattening fluffy friends to join in on the fun, and make a freezing fluffy blanket for the soft winter soil.
I would stand for hours at the frosting wavy glassed panes, and marvel at the continuous drift through the day and the majestic sparkle of the reflective icy facets shimmering like diamonds in the glow of the corner street light. These were wondrous days and thankfully I have passed that sense of wonder of the cleansing snow to my children. We continue to marvel at its beauty, and strangely as a life long southerner of these far eastern flatlands of this original colony, this old southern state, I never tire of the snow.
And now as we approach this year's Thanksgiving and the days are growing interminably short, my mind drifts to those wonderfully beautiful days. Therefore, here below, I am providing a story in a collection of pictures of the rare snow days of January 20 and 21, 2009 in my home of Washington, North Carolina. It sure was a different day, and I hope I have projected in images my patented sense of wonder gathered upon my spirit those two winter days.
As the snow falls upon my home, I travel out in my all wheel drive minivan to see what I love - the falling snow. Looking southeast down the Pamlico River from the Washington downtown, and snow swept waterfront: Above. Looking northwest up the the Pamlico River along that same downtown waterfront: Below.
Click on the map for an extended view of central northeastern North Carolina.
As the snow continues to fall, we look southeast down the Pamlico River across the rails bridging Jacks Creek: Above. The snow swept Confederate Memorial at Oakdale Cemetery: Below.
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This article provided courtesy of our sister site: Beaufort County Now
Indescribable? I suppose I will have to resort to our “Every Picture Tells a Story … Don’t It” series to fully make my point. I don’t know if these infrequent snow storms are truly that beautiful, or just the way I have always seen them since I was a small child growing up in a rental bungalow on East Main Street.
I have always marveled at the slow, soft drift of the lonely snowflake, and I was always so heartened when that lonely flake found a few like minded friends, and made a place for more of their fattening fluffy friends to join in on the fun, and make a freezing fluffy blanket for the soft winter soil.
I would stand for hours at the frosting wavy glassed panes, and marvel at the continuous drift through the day and the majestic sparkle of the reflective icy facets shimmering like diamonds in the glow of the corner street light. These were wondrous days and thankfully I have passed that sense of wonder of the cleansing snow to my children. We continue to marvel at its beauty, and strangely as a life long southerner of these far eastern flatlands of this original colony, this old southern state, I never tire of the snow.
And now as we approach this year's Thanksgiving and the days are growing interminably short, my mind drifts to those wonderfully beautiful days. Therefore, here below, I am providing a story in a collection of pictures of the rare snow days of January 20 and 21, 2009 in my home of Washington, North Carolina. It sure was a different day, and I hope I have projected in images my patented sense of wonder gathered upon my spirit those two winter days.
As the snow falls upon my home, I travel out in my all wheel drive minivan to see what I love - the falling snow. Looking southeast down the Pamlico River from the Washington downtown, and snow swept waterfront: Above. Looking northwest up the the Pamlico River along that same downtown waterfront: Below.
Click on the map for an extended view of central northeastern North Carolina.
As the snow continues to fall, we look southeast down the Pamlico River across the rails bridging Jacks Creek: Above. The snow swept Confederate Memorial at Oakdale Cemetery: Below.
This article provided courtesy of our sister site: Beaufort County Now
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