BLUE SKIES, FEBRUARY TREE TOPS...

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AFTER-THOUGHT:

I look up into these tree tops often.
One of the reasons I'm so patient with winter is because of the visibility which I know will disappear when the green forest canopy reappears and hides my sky and tree-top view.
Tonight, if illness weren't keeping me prudently inside, I would have been out of doors in the darkness, watching the space station.
Before our dog passed away, he and I made a point of keeping track of such things, and we'd sky-view together.
I sure miss that big old dog.

SO WHAT IF THERE'S SNOW ON THE GROUND...

A bitter 10 degree morning was softened considerably by the sight of these morning tree shadows.

THOUGHT PROVOKING...

Interesting figures from 2007:
40.42% of taxes paid to U.S. Government came from those in the upper 1% income, with 71.25% coming from those in the upper 10% income, and 2.89% of taxes from those in the bottom 50% income bracket.
R.A.T. (Rose About Town) is still trying to wrap her mind around the implications of those figures.

CAN WATERFORD CRYSTAL MELT?...

Just glanced outside... moonlight! (First clear night in awhile).
Best of all, the moon is shining through the long, thick icicles hanging from the eaves at the front of the house. Voila! Waterford crystal!
One of the winter things I enjoy, even when winter has been around a bit too long.

SNOW IN THE MORNING...

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Our first morning view on this last day of February 2010... is THIS! Because we are still snuggling warm in our blankets, we see it as beautiful. Our opinion may change.

SNOW JOB

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On this last day of February 2010, we are buried in yet another appreciable layer of snow. Some people believe a protracted winter presages a glorious, long summer. As for me, I'm not convinced it means anything more than a protracted winter.

A POSTSCRIPT FROM BOB, the abominal snow-blower in this photo, who just came in to warm up. Bob's not inclined to exaggerate snow-depths (or even complain about their existence), but he informs me there's been "at least a foot of fresh snow overnight." (That didn't stop him from jumping into his trusty old truck and going out to the store).