The morning after a giant snow storm, the south side of Portsmouth Harbor in Portsmouth, NH, is the deepest of blues and sparkling whites. Everything is so pristine and still in the crisp morning air.
I found this old relic while walking in the woods. It’s too bad somebody didn’t restore it back to it original self. It’s just forgotten and rusting away. I wonder how many critters call it home? I didn’t investigate too closely, just snapped and walked on.
I grabbed a window seat at one of my favorite coffee shops, Breaking New Grounds in Portsmouth, NH. Everything was so cold outside, but toasty warm inside. As I sipped my tea, I couldn’t help noticing all the colors reflected in the window, the frost and the lights on the square on a frigid morning before the sun had even come up.
Here is my favorite old shed again. It always seems to be in my view finder. I trudged through newly fallen snow to see what was going on and as I got ready to push the shutter, snow fell from the trees covering me and granting a fabulous photo.
Day tripping in Kennebunk, Maine on a cold blustery day. Stopped for lunch at Federal Jack’s Brew Pub and got a quick photo of the harbor before hurrying in out of the chill wind.
I love all the tunnels that connect the shops and restaurants around the Las Olas Boulevard in Fort Lauderdale, Fl. Just having some fun in the shadows.
These green vines are such a sharp contrast creeping along the rough white walls of a business in the Design District in Miami, Fl.