POTD: On a Winter's Day #1

  FJ1839    On a Winter’s Day #1 Bozeman, Montana 2014

All the leaves may be brown and the sky (often) gray, but that doesn’t mean I have to restrict myself to that particular color palette when I take my camera for a walk if I don’t feel like it. In case you’ve managed somehow to have never heard the song that inspired the title for this photo (it’s #89 on Rolling Stones list of the 500 greatest songs of all time), here it is along with some appropriate graphics. I think it has held up well over the last 49+ years since it’s release (the fashions of the day being a different story entirely). I dedicate this song to all those folks in Buffalo, N.Y., and their east coast neighbors who I hear may have a bit of a challenge getting over the river and through the woods this Thanksgiving. (Thanksgiving isn’t looking particularly roadworthy around here either.) ]]>

4 thoughts on “POTD: On a Winter's Day #1”

  1. OK. I get it. Winters here. I’m headed out the door to put new winter tires on the Santa Fe. I was impressed with Mamma Cass’s footwork. I was also inspired to look up the date when the plastic Frisbee was invented. 1948. I thought our generation invented everything…

    1. Steve, my early winter project is more fun–I have new x-country skis and boots to try out. As far as the 48’ers go, The Baby Boom started in ’46. Although they were likely too young to actually produce it (although you never know), perhaps some enterprising 2-year old told their parents the Frisbee was a good idea! 🙂

  2. Love it, Larry! The song’s the perfect fit for this morning as I shoveled the walk for the first time this season! 🙂 Happy Thanksgiving to you!

    1. Thanks Kathy. I got in the spirit of things last night by taking a long walk in the snow coming down last night about 10 p.m. It’s surprising (says someone who rarely leaves the TV in the evening except to go to bed) how many other folks were also out and around. Happy Thanksgiving to you too.

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