Ice magic

A day off meant that I had time for a good long walk while there was still light in the sky, My intent was to walk with my camera, but then snow started flying and I rethought my plans.

Snow, big flakes, wet snow flying... Walking worked nicely, feet crunching in the snow that lined the roads. My fleece cap was covered with white by the time I returned home, and my shell and tights were both dripping water. It was a good call to leave the camera home.

Home again, dry, and warmed by a good strong cup of tea, I watched the snow through my windows. There were sights that captured my eyes, snow and ice dripping from plants and trees. It was time for a quick trip outside, camera in hand, to capture magic in ice...