The city of Birmingham woke up this morning under a soft white blanket of snow, and since we only get this chance about once every three years or so, I took the opportunity to take pictures. Lots of pictures. 309 pictures was the grand total, in fact. Not all of them are works of art – there is more than a fair amount of a cold, wet, miserable dog – but I am sure there will be many that will make an appearance on the fotoblog over the next few weeks.
After the snowflakes stopped falling and the sun began to melt away our winter landscape, we ate some chinese take-out and napped with the dog on the couch for a couple of hours (it has become one of my favorite activities). A wonderful tax-season Sunday break. Tomorrow it will be back to the office, hopefully to begin the week renewed and with a fresh sense of purpose and organization – in the same way that, after the snow melts, the earth beneath seems all the more vibrant and new. So, watch this space. There is plenty of poetry, photography, politics, religion, finance and self-exploration ahead.