Some relatively recent photos from one of this winter's snowfalls. The storm came in and dropped about four inches of snow and then was racing off east to the sea. When we woke up it was pretty, but by late afternoon it was just a memory. I figured that would be the way of it, so I ran out and took some photos in the early morning.
I took this one at work. This little puff of a bird was high in a tree, seeming not a lot more substantial than the light snow around him. I got this one with the telephoto setting. Best I could do. He looks small and vulnerable, like all of nature that I care about.
I'm working away at the novel. This is what will keep me from doing much in the way of any detailed posts for the foreseeable future.