A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
The cold has finally moved in here in all earnestness, and it brings with it a covering of snow that gleams in the moments of sunlight and twirls like dervishes when the winds begin to blow. Still, there are treasures to be found by those who take the time to seek them out.
February 19th: Nature's abstract.
February 10th: A self-portrait of sorts.
February 3rd: "You want me to what?"
Single-digit weather makes for brief forrays outside. Even briefer if you're Hope, who merely poked her nose out of the box in the tree to see if by chance anything good might be worth leaving its toasty warmth.
February 2nd: Tiny but mighty drama at the corner of my next-door neighbor's house belies the fact that there's only a rather mundane covering of snow on the ground and really no other ice to speak of, despite the forecast of falling down to single digits for the next several days.
Well, except for one bonus shot taken right next to my front porch: http://sciurusniger.smugmug.com/gallery/1925500/1/127193313#127193313
February 1st: The sleeping daylily holds fast to a branch in the dooryard garden, looking for all the world like a diamond ring on a finger of Mother Nature.