In the early morning light, seemingly white glowing forms consult with one another on the front lawn. Are they extra-terrestrial beings, come to gather information about life here around Flandrum Hill? Or are they displaced apparitions, caught between dimensions due to an anomaly in the space-time continuum?
Upon closer inspection, their true nature is revealed. Who would have thought the remains of snow could have appeared so other-worldly?
While most of the snow from last week’s snowstorm has melted, the remnants of a large snow tower built on the front lawn have survived. Warm temperatures weren’t enough to melt such a large heap of snow, especially one placed in the shadow of the house for most of the day. Up close, the snow reveals debris acquired both from the lawn when large snowballs were rolled to create it, and from a windstorm days later.
Haunting silhouettes formed in the negative spaces make these ruins more interesting in their decaying form than they ever were as a tower of snow.
Once the sun rises on Sunday, the ruins will be covered with a fresh layer of snow along with the rest of the lawn. They’ll no longer stand out in the landscape. One of snow’s most magical qualities is that it is so ephemeral. Except of course when you’re shoveling it!
Text and photographs copyright Amy-Lynn Bell 2013