Snow

There were angels in our back yard.



Lots of angels.



There was also some of this. Even though this shot is fuzzy, I love the look on the boy's face. He dished it out.



And he got it back.



Little man was contented pulling the sled.



And catching snow.





And I contented myself with taking artsy-fartsy pictures. Because, hey, who doesn't love a tangle of snowy branches...



A pitchfork covered in snow...



And what's left of the grasses covered in snow?