I took these photographs last weekend, in the early morning.  The sun was on it’s way up and shining through the woods.  I glanced out the window, and glanced again.  Everything was sparkling and glitter, from the tree tops to the snow on the ground.  I had to get out–I put my snow stuff on and tromped into the bitter air, carrying my camera.  Branches were covered with an icy frost and as I got closer, the details were stunning.  The stream was beautifully ice-covered, and then I saw tracks and someone’s house.  Are you a rabbit?  It’s nice to know we have animal neighbors.

“All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.”    The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame