Yesterday’s little snowstorm was very elegant.  It was nasty wet weather, so its beauty is really only appreciable from the standpoint of being able to retreat to ‘warm and dry’.  But, about four inches of wet snow, sticking to all the trees makes for a lovely picture, especially this morning with the sun peeking out.  The ice on top ensured that it really Stuck.

It was also lovely driving home last night, the hemlocks and pines were great white curtains, arching over the road.  The crescent moon, low in the sky, had broken out of the clouds.  And while the landscape was a pale, white-blue; it was a sharp, shining gold arc in an ink black sky.