Winter wanderings

Sometimes, the most beautiful pictures have nothing special, but just a look at the world.  Part of the road to my house is not used by autos.  One Saturday morning, as I approached the top of the hill, I turned around a took a few pictures of my footprints in the snow.  The snow was much deeper a few weeks earlier, too deep for me to walk.  (I now have snowshoes.  Maybe next winter!)

A few hours later, as I was returning, I took a few more pictures.  The sun was much brighter, but it was still cold.

More snow pictures next year!