The Next Morning

 

The next morning every branch was covered in snow.  

Pictured is the same street same direction as in previous photo.

Foggy Morning

 

It rained and sleeted the night before and by morning it was unseasonably warm.  You can still see snow on the ground and the road was covered in black ice.  It was eerily quiet and hauntingly beautiful.   I love mornings like these.

Ripple Effect

A growler during my trip to Alaska

Frosty Window

Went up north for a visit and hadn't been around snow in several years so, naturally, I was excited when I woke up that morning to frost and snow.