"Over the river and through the woods ... oh how the wind does blow. It stings the nose and bites the toes as over the ground we go."
It's cold. It's frosty. It was -7 crossing the Niobrara river valley as we drove home after Christmas dinner at Grandpa and Grandma's. A few minutes in front of the toasty warm fireplace and we were ready to settle in for the night.
@chrysalis@richk Thank you. Generally I shun the cold, but the frosty windows gave me a chance to play with the macro lens. Nature's patterns are so interesting.
