My Kind of White
It is the middle of November and from my current location—southwestern Colorado— it has been snowing on and off for the past few days. Not typical weather, though at this elevation, it is possible. So, no wonder the color white it on my mind. I am surrounded by white.
Let’s start off with a Monday’s Little Mystery. What do you think this “white” thing is? If it were “art” what title would you give it?
|“Not My Bones”|
No chilly white mystery here. Put a little chocolate sauce on this cone and I am there . . . at the beach. A little warmth with the ice cream.
|Looks good to me.|
Back to something white and cold. Who could resist this cute little guy? I suppose we must; his mother is close by.
|I’m not the least bit cold.|
Just looking at this next photo makes me shiver. I did not know it was possible for water moving this swiftly to freeze.
|Niagara Falls . . . not falling.|
Thanks for stopping by and looking at my kind of white.