I'm sure that for the first few days that Narnia was frozen, everyone thought that he was living in the Magic Kingdom. Although we have had this much snow (4-5 inches) a few times in the 13 years that we've been living in rural Mississippi, this is the first time that we have been able to get our car out of our driveway before a good bit of the snow melted, and so this morning was the first time we've driven down these country roads when every tree and field was still heavy with snow. I kept making Bill stop the car so I could take pictures--just one more! I was wishing that I could just take the morning off and drive around with our good camera, but I've already missed more days than I can keep track of because of the weather--ice until now--so I thought I better not. So, I had to make do with the camera on my Kindle Fire, which is too bad because everything was so much more beautiful than it looks here.
We pray the rosary on the way to work in the mornings, and this morning when we got to The Transfiguration I thought, "Well, that's what this is for sure." I had been looking out the window in my kitchen door earlier and feeling like Dorothy Gale--like my house had been picked up in the night and moved to a different world.
Outside my kitchen door. There's a little wood out there on the horizon,
but the fog made it disappear.
From the driveway
The rest of these were taken on the way
You can tell from these two that there was quite a bit of fog.
After I took this one, Bill suggested I roll down the window. It was a disappointing picture, but I also find it fascinating because if I didn't know that it was a color picture, I'm not sure you could convince me that it was a color picture.
I have always loved this tree, and never more than today.
Usually, I really like the background of my posts because it compliments almost every picture. These pictures are the exception. If you click on one of them (only once!) it will take you to a slideshow of enlargements of the pictures and they look better on the black background.
As when Peter, James and John had seen Christ transfigured, they had to come down from the mountain and get back to their humdrum lives, so do we. This is what we came home to this evening.
This is the same shot as that third picture.
By the way, this is the most snow I saw in one place during the 30 mile drive home.