It's so still, so white, so lovely, and I'm sure quite boring for anyone who reads here. I must have taken nearly a hundred photos this morning (to include the snarling pit bull across the street) and settled on this one, which I have shown many times before. There's just something about that row of old trees that makes me stop and take notice all over again.
Have a great day. This was the third weekend in a row of storms and I have errands to run. I'll catch up with you toward evening.