I woke to snow, lovely snow. Snow that had me out to North Branch Nature Center on XC skis early, camera in hand. The air filled with snow. The sun a hard disc behind. Every tree outlined in white. Gusts of wind, so beautifully real, knocking the stuff off branches down my back. Who could ask for more?
Snowing harder by noon. Even lovelier. Big flakes floating. Back out again with Liz. On snowshoes this time. No where to get to. Just enjoying all the small, delightful moments this storm brought.
I don't know this plant! Come spring I'll look for it again.
The male flowers of Beaked Hazelnut (Corylus cornuta) will soon greet the stunning female flower, one of the first of the season.
All this is easy, of course, knowing we have a warm home and a grandson who is doing well soon to be back home with his sister and parents. As I write this looking out the window—more snow and quite cold now—I know that is not the case for all of us. May grace fall upon us all like this snow.
Still Learning To See 
Hi John
Very envious of your snow , congratulations and best wishes from a warm, still day in sunny Wales, been to the beach with Hannah and the dog for a girly morning.
Love your thoughts and images.
Karen