Denver's first snowfall

[puffer]

Colorado is one of my "favorite" places this time of year (lived there for a couple of years + traveled there quite often for business & PLEASURE )

Puffer

[Spartan]

Nice pics! Can't wait for snow to start falling here in Phoenix Metro- sigh!

Here's the first sign of winter in the Sonoran Desert of Arizona --- fresh oranges for breakfast!

[Spc. Scott]

Here's the first sign of winter in the Sonoran Desert of Arizona --- fresh oranges for breakfast!

Now I like winter quite a bit. But my wife is all for this. She hates the cold.

[mudd]

Yeah! And about &@$# time, too!

And it's snowing again right now!

[Nighthawk]

Yeah! And about &@$# time, too!

And it's snowing again right now!

Yes sir!! And blowing! Like crazy! I love it! It's beautiful!! Mrs. NH is making me a nice cup of hot chocolate right now, we're getting ready to settle in with How The Grinch Stole Christmas to wind down a long Monday... ***sigh*** I are content.

And she just brought me graham crackers, too. I'm lucky.

[Mr. Kilt]

I'm quite disappointed. We moved out here to Mani"SNOW"ba, expecting to have nice deep snow for the winters. Here it is, Dec 7th, and we have a total of 4" on the ground. That's it!! When I lived here as a child I can recall deeper snow than that by Halloween!
There isn't even enough now to break out my brand-new snowblower. Darn it...I wanna go out and play!

[jgorley]

These are open aperture shots:

These are with the flash:

I love winter. I can't wait for it to start snowing again!

A cool trick to do with a camer is to do a long exposure or a wide open aperture and then have the flash pop just befor the shutter closes. It will give you the depth, like the first photo, and the pop of the flash. I have never tried it with the snow, but it has worked well in other situations.

[SteveB]

To my friends in Texas,
I remember being stationed in Arkansas, and being nearer Kileen, TX than anywhere in New Hampshire, decided to use some leave time and visit my Aunt & Uncle in Texas. I had the good fortune to have a squadron mate who came from Wexahachie. (I apologize for my spelling now - it has been some years since being there) We decided to drive John's Cowboy Cadillac, (a 3/4 ton pick-up truck), on the trip and share the expenses. He drove as far as Texakana, and I hopped in behind the wheel after filling up the tank. As we headed south, we ran into some snow showers. John figured we should head back as he didn't know about driving in the snow. I reached into my pocket and handed him my driver's license and said where this comes from snow is required learning. We continued to his home as many motorists were spinning out and sliding off the road. I just kept the truck on a steady careful roll. By the time we hit Wexahachie, there was about an inch on the ground. I backed the truck up the driveway beside the house to have John's father come outside looking like he'd seen some ghosts. He did not believe we would drive through the weather. We were very late as we had stopped and assisted many drivers along the way.
After several days with the families, we headed back to Arkansas. I was driving up one of the now dry Texas highways, when we were pulled over by the Highway Patrol. The trooper stated that he had seen us going by during last Friday's storm without any problem, and wanted to know how we managed it and helping others back on the road at the same time. John just pointed in my direction, and said my Yankee friend doesn't see any problem with a "little snow", and he was driving. The trooper had heard about the driver that talked with a weird accent from one of the people we had helped. BTW the truck had Texas tags and the person that we had helped was his daughter. He said thanks, and wished us well.

[BassClefB]

To my friends in Texas,
I remember being stationed in Arkansas, and being nearer Kileen, TX than anywhere in New Hampshire, decided to use some leave time and visit my Aunt & Uncle in Texas. I had the good fortune to have a squadron mate who came from Wexahachie. (I apologize for my spelling now - it has been some years since being there) We decided to drive John's Cowboy Cadillac, (a 3/4 ton pick-up truck), on the trip and share the expenses. He drove as far as Texakana, and I hopped in behind the wheel after filling up the tank. As we headed south, we ran into some snow showers. John figured we should head back as he didn't know about driving in the snow. I reached into my pocket and handed him my driver's license and said where this comes from snow is required learning. We continued to his home as many motorists were spinning out and sliding off the road. I just kept the truck on a steady careful roll. By the time we hit Wexahachie, there was about an inch on the ground. I backed the truck up the driveway beside the house to have John's father come outside looking like he'd seen some ghosts. He did not believe we would drive through the weather. We were very late as we had stopped and assisted many drivers along the way.
After several days with the families, we headed back to Arkansas. I was driving up one of the now dry Texas highways, when we were pulled over by the Highway Patrol. The trooper stated that he had seen us going by during last Friday's storm without any problem, and wanted to know how we managed it and helping others back on the road at the same time. John just pointed in my direction, and said my Yankee friend doesn't see any problem with a "little snow", and he was driving. The trooper had heard about the driver that talked with a weird accent from one of the people we had helped. BTW the truck had Texas tags and the person that we had helped was his daughter. He said thanks, and wished us well.

Now that's how you befriend law enforcement... and it's a good lesson in karma!