Set 02 of My Snow Favorites from the White Mountains of New Hampshire
Bob Jensen at Trinity University 

The pictures were taken from my desk or our cottage yard
I'm strictly an amateur photographer
If a bright light appears in a picture it's usually the reflection of my flash on the window glass
Sometimes the lens is zoomed making objects appear closer

On May 14, 2006 I retired from Trinity University after a long and wonderful career as an accounting professor in four universities. I was generously granted "Emeritus" status by the Trustees of Trinity University. My wife and I now live in a cottage in the White Mountains of New Hampshire ---
http://www.trinity.edu/rjensen/NHcottage/NHcottage.htm

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Our address is 190 Sunset Hill Road, Sugar Hill, New Hampshire
Our cottage was known as the Brayton Cottage in the early 1900s
Sunset Hill is a ridge overlooking with New Hampshire's White Mountains to the East
and Vermont's Green Mountains to the West

There are a number of cross country skiing trails near our cottage. These direction signs are on the edge of the golf course

A zoomed view Lafayette, Lincoln, and Cannon Mountains before the heavy snows
You can see a couple of the 60 ski trails on Cannon Mountain

My neighbor down the road hauled in two gondolas from the Killington Ski Resort in Vermont
In this setting they look like outhouses

This tiny church lays claim to being the most photographed church in New England
It's about a half mile from our home on the edge of Sugar Hill

The Sunset Hill House Hotel is open down the road all year (except April when all this stuff is supposed to melt)
In reality we often get heaping seconds in late April or early May

I took this picture of Mt. Washington from my desk. It's really 28 miles away
with a U.S. Weather Station on the Summit and Bretton Woods ski trails down below

World Cup and Olympic Champion Bode Miller now lives in Bretton Woods
But he learned how to ski as a child on Cannon Mountain where his mother was a bookkeeper
Also see Bode Miller --- http://www.trinity.edu/rjensen/tidbits/2008/tidbits080331.htm

Frigid arctic-like winds are common in these hills

Sunrise Over Mt. Lincoln

A drift on the roof over my desk

Two views from our bedroom to the west toward Vermont in the autumn

A view to the west toward Vermont in the winter

My wishing well

Our driveway before it really got deep

Across from our front lawn is a lookout platform with a telescope pointed toward Mt. Lafayette

Here's my snowplow man Lon at work of February 6, 2011

I have to shovel so the power company can read our meter but we don't use the deck stairs in the winter

Here's a shot of our driveway fence and one of our four little snowmen with solar lights

I have to shovel down to find our two mail boxes

She's cold and hungry and lonely this time of year, but we don't invite her inside to cuddle and warm up

World Cup and Olympic Champion Bode Miller now lives in Bretton Woods
But he learned how to ski as a child on Cannon Mountain where his mother was a bookkeeper

Also see Bode Miller --- http://www.trinity.edu/rjensen/tidbits/2008/tidbits080331.htm

More of Bob Jensen's Pictures and Stories
http://www.trinity.edu/rjensen/Pictures.htm

Forwarded by my friend Jagdish Pathak at the University of Windsor in Canada

The lines of World renowned Poet and also a Nobel laureate, Rabindra Nath Tagore.
 He wrote (copied from Wikipedia English translation of original Bengali poem)

If they answer not to thy call walk alone,
If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall,
O thou unlucky one,
open thy mind and speak out alone.

If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness,
O thou unlucky one,
trample the thorns under thy tread,
and along the blood-lined track travel alone.

If they do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm,
O thou unlucky one,
with the thunder flame of pain ignite thy own heart
and let it burn alone.

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