Grey November Snow

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?

~J.B. Priestley

Here, snow doesn't stick around long. The snow that we found this morning is almost gone. I love this kind of snowfall - a thin blanket that lets you see whatever is underneath. After Steve, Peanut Butter, and I finished a morning walk in the open space nearby, I grabbed my camera and headed out again. Hope you find it as pretty as I did and as fun as Peanut Butter did!

View from the backyard


Heading into the open space.




Tracks that Peanut Butter left behind.


A fort made by neighborhood children in the cottonwood grove.

Path through the cottonwood grove.

Squirrel tracks on the path.

The squirrel!