[By Tina Koyama in
Seattle] Gray and gloomy Christmases are common here; wet ones are even
more common. A white Christmas in Seattle, though, is rare. I can remember only
a few as a child, and even fewer as an adult. So you can imagine what a treat
it was to wake this morning to several inches of snow.
After exchanging a few gifts, Greg and I bundled up and took
a walk around our neighborhood – he with his camera; I with my sketchbook. All
the ordinary trees I see every day looked magical when covered with snow, especially
the graceful weeping cypresses.
Maple Leaf Park |
The temperature was about 33 F degrees (0.5 C) and climbing,
and clumps of snow were already falling off the trees and rooftops. We went
back home to warm up, but after lunch I was still in the mood to make one more
sketch before all the snow melted away. I was too lazy to put my boots back on.
I just walked into the bathroom and stood by the sink, where I had a perfect view
of our neighbor’s tree (top of page) that I had sketched earlier from the opposite side (below).
Our neighbor’s tree, Maple Leaf neighborhood |
Happy holidays, sketchers, and best wishes for a wonderful
2018!