The nice thing about Oklahoma is that you never know what the weather’s going to be, so we get to experience a little bit of everything, short of hurricanes. We opt for tornadoes instead. We’ve had a mild winter, especially compared to the east coast, so when we get a little snow, it’s mainly an annoyance.
What do you call it when you get a couple of inches of snow and it’s more than a dusting and less than a blanket?
I drove from Tulsa to Stillwater on Highway 51, the old highway I used when I was in college with a few improvements to make it a little safer. I like the turnpike, but this road has so much nostalgia for me. I like it. The roads were clear, but the views were snowy. I was taken with the tree limbs covered with snow early in the morning.
On the old two lane highway between the Arkansas River and Chandler Park, I drove through snow covered rocks and hills of snow covered trees on one side and an icy river on the other. I didn’t have my camera, but I had my iPhone, so I would pull over and take pictures as I drove along. So much for getting to my meeting on time. I was mesmerized with the beauty of the winter landscape.
Eventually, I pulled into a drive, turned around and was struck by the sun trying to break through the icy sky…
I wish I were the kind of writer who could take you there with wonderful words, but I also believe in the power of photographs. I’m a fan of both. Here are some beautiful trees…
And that wonderful sun was still trying to break through…
I turned down a few country roads…just because… Wonder what critter walked under the barbed wire gate?
The ghost town of Ingalls in the snow…
Something about the tiny general store gets me…
Some unexpected views from the road…
A landmark ruin…
And black cattle on the white snow.
That sun never broke through so the drive back home was cold and frosty, with fog at the end. I did stop on the bridge to get a shot of the beauty of the Cimarron River.
What can I say? Sometimes the dreariest days have their own beauty to lift your spirits…