Scenes from Winters Past

A Photo Essay: A Wintry Story of Beauty and Loss

Winter is a month old. No sign of snow, except on the mountains. Mount Rainier has snow year-round. It’s the most heavily glaciated mountain in the lower forty-eight states. Even though I don’t have to drive anywhere, I’m not eager for it to come. I’m content to see snow from a distance, shining in the sun on mountain peaks. And looking at it in my photos from previous winters.

What’s so fascinating about watching snow fall? But when it does, I’m drawn to my window every time to stand and stare, as if I’d never seen it before.
This snowy scene was photographed from my balcony two years ago.
Also from my balcony in 2019
For four years this tree grew by my balcony. I called it Tibby (Tree By My BalconY) A winter evening, a snow moon, but no flakes dancing down from the sky just yet. Maybe it will fall on another evening.

Tibby protected my shade-loving plants from the sun. She shaded me when I sat on my balcony on warm summer days. Her branches provided a resting and nesting place for birds. In winter Tibby was gorgeous in her white coat. She always leaned. I suggested to management at my apartment complex that the tree needed to be braced to keep it from falling over. It did no good. Too much effort and expense, I guess. What’s one more tree? It’s not as if we’re lacking them.

Watching snow is even more fascinating at night as it falls on the trees by my balcony.
Isn’t Tibby beautiful all covered with snow?

One morning, two years ago, I woke up and came into the living room. It took a moment for the realization to register. There was no more tree by my balcony.

This is what I saw when I went out on the balcony and looked down. Alas! Poor Tibby! I’ve missed her ever since. So do the plants on my balcony. So do the birds. I miss them, too. They no longer have a tree close by where they can land and rest.

The halfway point of winter, February 2, is less than two weeks away. Plenty of time for the white stuff to come. It’s been known to snow here as late as April. I can’t remember the last time that happened.

This is how winter looked today.

10 thoughts on “Scenes from Winters Past”

    1. Then what happens on March 20th? That’s the equinox here. Wouldn’t surprise me too much if we
      had snow on St. Patrick’s Day, since it’s three days before the equinox.


      1. Meteorological Spring starts on March 1st. The old Irish seasons ran based on ancient calendars and pagan festivals. These are out of sync with modern times. I like to think of February as the start of Spring as it cheers me up 🙂

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      2. Which, no doubt, is why May first is considered to be mid-summer. It is a cheery thought. My bulbs agree with you. They’re already sending up shoots. Candlemas, on February second is the halfway point between winter and spring. That’s a cheery thought, too.

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  1. Wonderful photo essay. I felt the pain of Tibby’s loss. I mourn all the trees we’ve lost (most of them cut down rather than fallen down due to weather).


    1. Thanks! I’m glad you like my photos. I’d know you guys are in the midst of summer, even if I didn’t have cousins in Oz. Enjoy your warm weather. BTW–it’s 10 pm and the temp is 2.77C here.


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