Backyard
I realize the saying is usually attributed to the month of March but I am hoping that by using it for the first snow of winter it will apply to the whole season. Listening to the weather forecast for Sunday and Monday as I walked around on Saturday in 66 degree weather made me wonder what the heck is going on. Surely someone was trying to pull a HUGE practical joke. I guess Mother Nature managed a doozy…
As much as I was enjoying being snuggled under the blanket reading a good book I didn’t want to let the first snow go un-photographed. As soon as the wind died down and the light managed to find its way through the clouds I grabbed the camera and headed out into the backyard. The temperatures were warm enough for the snow to be the heavy, clingy snow that manages to hang on every surface. I wanted to capture that look. This series of images are from around the yard (I wanted some pics but was not brave enough to venture farther).



