It looks like Winter--just out of the city
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While in Boston all we got yesterday was an ugly coating of frozen slush, just outside of the city there was actual snow. I'm reluctant to call any substance that I have to shovel "pretty," but it's hard not to.

The service entrance at work.

The red barn.

I've kind of got a crush on this tree, I think it's a sugar maple, in the mule pasture.

The white pines that loom over my building are so grand. I take them for granted, until I take pictures like this.

The wild goose from yesterday's snapshot was in the captive goose' enclosure when I arrived at work.

The captive goose had to be convinced to go outside in the snow--he's rather dainty that way.

The service entrance at work.

The red barn.

I've kind of got a crush on this tree, I think it's a sugar maple, in the mule pasture.

The white pines that loom over my building are so grand. I take them for granted, until I take pictures like this.

The wild goose from yesterday's snapshot was in the captive goose' enclosure when I arrived at work.

The captive goose had to be convinced to go outside in the snow--he's rather dainty that way.
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Date: 2007-02-04 10:37 pm (UTC)I have a tree crush too. There is a red maple in the middle of the backyard of my childhood home -- sort of like that one, all set apart from the woods behind. I've taken a bajillion pictures of that tree, in every season. We also had a row of white pine trees that had been planted many years ago and were very tall. There were two rows, actually, right next to eachother and I spent a lot of time napping in the shade on the pine needles between them and climbing up to the tops of them (branches like ladders). Once I climbed way to the top and the branch I was on broke and I fell, standing on it dozens of feet to the ground. But as we fell (the branch and I) successive branches below us broke, until (when we reached the bottom) I landed on a soft cushion of pine branches nearly 5 feet thick. I was very sappy, but not the least bit injured. I would always come in the house covered in sap, sap in my hair and on my face and leaving sappy fingerprints everywhere. We also had two white pines at the end of the drive way which sort of stood guard... they were nice, except they dripped pine sap all over our cars... hard to get off... ruins the paint.
Thanks for the memories!
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