Late winter storm in the woods, Sudbury, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2018.

Today is third nor’easter in two weeks, and this is the biggest. We are expecting something like 18″ of the white fluff. The quality of snow lies in its ability to obscure all blemish and to coat everything in a virgin white, enrobing the bride of the forest. In that regard, it is an obscuring of sight. Less appreciated is the way that, in the absence of wind, it obscures sound. The other night there was the sound of pelting rain. This was followed by the peels of the thunder snow. And then there was silence, utter and complete silence. When I looked out the window, all was white, reborn in pure crystalline form.

The image of Figure 1, I captured by sticking only my head and camera out into the maelstrom. Or as W.C. Fields said in the 1933 movie  “The Fatal Glass of Beer.”

“It ain’t a fit place out for man or beast.”

Canon T2i with EF70-200mm f/4L USM lens at 75 mm, ISO 1600, Aperture Priority AE Mode, 1/4000th sec at f/9.0 with -1 exposure compensation.