I thought it wasn’t coming until much later this afternoon, but I awoke very early this morning to an odd light, the kind of early morning light that only snow can bring. All morning long, big fat flakes fell at a rapid rate and then would slowly change to a fine mist, only to begin the cycle again a short while later.
Really quite beautiful.
I shot the photo above through the windows of the breakfast nook. Our driveway runs down that fence line that you can see in the background.
I opened one of the windows in the living room and shot this one. If you look really closely, you can see George in the very center of this photo. But don’t strain yourself. I can hardly see him there, myself. Click photo to embiggen slightly.
Out the front door, looking to the east here.
And straight ahead, catching the huge holly tree in the yard.
Shot out the kitchen window. And now to find something else to do.