330/365: "I would rather be adorned by beauty of c…
331/365: "We live only to discover beauty. All els…
332/365: "There's no happier person than a truly t…
334/365: “With confidence, you have won before you…
333/365: “Seize opportunity by the beard, for it i…
335/365: "Focus on the journey, not the destinatio…
336/365: "Happiness is the meaning and the purpose…
337/365: "It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Canno…
338/365: "Patience and tenacity are worth more tha…
339/365: "Enthusiasm is the yeast that makes your…
340/365: "Hold fast to dreams, For when dreams go,…
341/365: "There is no definition of beauty, but wh…
342/365: "There are two kinds of light - the glow…
343/365: "I'm looking for the unexpected. I'm look…
344/365: "Talk about it only enough to do it. Drea…
328/365: "Moral courage is higher and a rarer virt…
327/365: "You go through life wondering what is it…
326/365: "Peace is a daily, a weekly, a monthly pr…
325/365: "Nature hath framed strange fellows in he…
324/365: "Everyone can identify with a fragrant ga…
323/365: "The true lover of rain.... has a deep in…
322/365: "This joy of discovery is real, and it is…
291/365: "Everyday holds the possibility of a mira…
See also...
See more...Keywords
Authorizations, license
-
Visible by: Everyone -
All rights reserved
-
1 732 visits
329/365: "It's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold, till I'm chilled clean through to the bone." ~ The Cremation of Sam McGee by Robert Service
3 more pictures in notes above ! :)
The forecast last night said it would be cold this morning...they weren't kidding! When I went down to the gate at 7am to open and close the gate for Steve as he left for work, it was 27°F (-2.8°C)!! We stepped outside and the cold just hit me in the face. WOW, take a step back, Jack Frost, you're freezing my face with that frosty breath of yours!!
I was bristling with sweaters and a coat, warm socks, hat, boots, gloves, and I had my camera with me too as I waved goodbye to Steve. I wanted to get some images of frost while I was down by the fence that borders the main road. However, I also knew I didn't have much time, because no matter how bundled up I was, that cold would find its way in through my worst defenses: my gloves and rubber boots. Knowing the clock was ticking, I quickly went to the fence and started snapping away, admiring the amazing crystals on the barbed wire along the top of the fence as I moved this way and that. Soon, my fingers started to tell me they were cold. Then I noticed the frosty pine needles on the Ponderosa Pine tree nearby and challenged myself to try for some good dof images. (Fail!) Looking down I saw pine cones with frosty edges and managed to get some nice pictures (I'll share that picture in the next few days!). At that point, my fingers were really beginning to hurt and my toes were beginning to yell. Making my way back up the drive way I stopped to take pictures of frosted gravel (I got a really great picture but...the gravel looks too much like...frosted doggy doo...*cackle*...so I can't use it! :D), and on the way I couldn't resist a few more pictures of frosted barbed wire, and then I couldn't stand it anymore and rushed up the hill and into the house, and got my hands under hot water to warm them up again...I can't believe it. I was out there for TEN MINUTES and my body was screaming from the cold!! Unbelievable!! It took a long, hot shower to completely warm up again. Totally crazy cold out there!!!
Robert William Service (January 16, 1874 – September 11, 1958) was a poet and writer who has often been called "the Bard of the Yukon". Service is best known for his poems "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" and "The Cremation of Sam McGee", from his first book, Songs of a Sourdough (1907; also published as The Spell of the Yukon and Other Verses). "These humorous tales in verse were considered doggerel by the literary set, yet remain extremely popular to this day." Wikipedia: Robert Service
Explored on November 25, 2013. Highest placement, page 2 (#41).
The forecast last night said it would be cold this morning...they weren't kidding! When I went down to the gate at 7am to open and close the gate for Steve as he left for work, it was 27°F (-2.8°C)!! We stepped outside and the cold just hit me in the face. WOW, take a step back, Jack Frost, you're freezing my face with that frosty breath of yours!!
I was bristling with sweaters and a coat, warm socks, hat, boots, gloves, and I had my camera with me too as I waved goodbye to Steve. I wanted to get some images of frost while I was down by the fence that borders the main road. However, I also knew I didn't have much time, because no matter how bundled up I was, that cold would find its way in through my worst defenses: my gloves and rubber boots. Knowing the clock was ticking, I quickly went to the fence and started snapping away, admiring the amazing crystals on the barbed wire along the top of the fence as I moved this way and that. Soon, my fingers started to tell me they were cold. Then I noticed the frosty pine needles on the Ponderosa Pine tree nearby and challenged myself to try for some good dof images. (Fail!) Looking down I saw pine cones with frosty edges and managed to get some nice pictures (I'll share that picture in the next few days!). At that point, my fingers were really beginning to hurt and my toes were beginning to yell. Making my way back up the drive way I stopped to take pictures of frosted gravel (I got a really great picture but...the gravel looks too much like...frosted doggy doo...*cackle*...so I can't use it! :D), and on the way I couldn't resist a few more pictures of frosted barbed wire, and then I couldn't stand it anymore and rushed up the hill and into the house, and got my hands under hot water to warm them up again...I can't believe it. I was out there for TEN MINUTES and my body was screaming from the cold!! Unbelievable!! It took a long, hot shower to completely warm up again. Totally crazy cold out there!!!
Robert William Service (January 16, 1874 – September 11, 1958) was a poet and writer who has often been called "the Bard of the Yukon". Service is best known for his poems "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" and "The Cremation of Sam McGee", from his first book, Songs of a Sourdough (1907; also published as The Spell of the Yukon and Other Verses). "These humorous tales in verse were considered doggerel by the literary set, yet remain extremely popular to this day." Wikipedia: Robert Service
Explored on November 25, 2013. Highest placement, page 2 (#41).
Berny, Heidiho, , and 43 other people have particularly liked this photo
- Keyboard shortcuts:
Jump to top
RSS feed- Latest comments - Subscribe to the comment feeds of this photo
- ipernity © 2007-2024
- Help & Contact
|
Club news
|
About ipernity
|
History |
ipernity Club & Prices |
Guide of good conduct
Donate | Group guidelines | Privacy policy | Terms of use | Statutes | In memoria -
Facebook
Twitter
We were down to 16F the other day.. 3 days previous it had been 70F 1. Was a warn 29F yesterday and solid ice !
EDIT: And there it is said on EXIF =D "Flash: On, Fired"
Janet Brien club has replied to Sami Serola (inactiv… clubbut beautiful!
This is lovely, I love the warm colour surrounded by the tiny ice crystals. Well worth getting cold for!
Enjoy your day and stay warm.
www.ipernity.com/group/374135
seen and ADMIRED in Earth Tones
Amazing lighting.
I love it, very much.
Often, in macro work, composition comes a poor second, but never with you. This is no exception!
Sign-in to write a comment.