It's getting colder and the "I wish I was in Florida!" vibes are kicking in. But there's a beauty to the bitter days here; the lake at the top of our lane with patches of ice.
The dried, dead wildflowers.
The sudden tang of woodsmoke on the air and distant shots - it's deer season.Last week's early snowfall has almost gone - for now - though some still frosts the roadsides.
The beauty of the bare trees against the sky.
Were winter only always like this!