It seems that every year I get fixated on something. This year it's ice. It always makes for a good subject, especially along the edges of ponds and bogs. I am glad I recorded it before the snow started. I'm sure it is buried now.
We got about 3-4 inches of fluffy white stuff over night, very pretty this morning and I've added a photograph out by breakfast room window of it. I don't think I will be venturing out today as this cold has gotten really bad and I had a rough night of it. You might have to endure another interior still life for my next post tomorrow.