I feel a little bit more at home with this amount of snowfall.  But just when I start to get that warm childhood feeling of growing up in the NE the nightmares begin.  I remember my fingers freezing through my gloves while shoveling an endless amount of snow.  And then to go back out 2 hours later and start shoveling again because if you didn’t keep up with it you’d never get out of your house.  I remember snow drifts so high we couldn’t get out the back door.  But things are different when it snows there.  Life goes on and people still head out to school and work.  They just deal with it.  Of course, they have the means to keep up with the roads a bit better.  It’s nice to see this much snow, but I’m still ready for the green grass.

From the time I opened the front door to the time we all ran back inside was about 4 minutes.  Made for beautiful images, but man was it cold!  The key to good snow shots?  Lots of color with all that white.  🙂

Even with a B&W shot the darker colors make a nice contrast against all that white.