Last night before I went to bed, I took this shot through the window with my iPhone:
This morning when I woke up, the neighbors’ landscaping looked like frosted desserts.
Others, including us, have icicles hanging from the eaves — very pretty, though not good for the house.
These could be dangerous if they fell, except that our snow mountain prevents our getting anywhere near them.
The sky cleared as the sun rose.
Sunshine came streaming in through the windows, pale at first . . .
. . . but gaining strength.
I love that you can see the texture of the wavy old glass in the shadow on the wall. I believe this fanlight is original to the house, which would make it over 200 years old. No wonder the glass is a bit saggy and wrinkled.
Interior corners were illuminated, like my cabinet of natural wonders.
White snow, blue sky, and sunshine are such a beautiful combination. Unfortunately, it didn’t last for long. In the afternoon, this happened:
and by evening it looked like this out back:
But that’s all right. There are compensations.