First Snow of the Season

The snow reminded me of the beauty and mystery of creation, of the essential joy that is life. — Orhan Pamuk

Water in the marsh is still liquid while snow clings to grass and tree trunks

You can still see green leaves on some of the trees against the stark bare trunks frosted with snow.

Coots swim in the lake and marsh. I wonder when they will fly south.

Snow covers the sides of tree trunks while no ice has formed yet on Medicine Lake.

Squirrel nest high in the tree makes me wonder how they survive our winters. The wind today already makes my face feel frozen on my short walk.

Snow covered branches curve like sculptures against green leaves on smaller brush and trees.

There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow storm. We wake from one dream into another dream. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Snow covered grass bends and curves creating waves on the ground.

Canada Geese find food through the shallow snow.

A skiff of ice starts to form on the marsh as the afternoon sun reflects off the water.

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it’s a magical event. — J. B. Priestly

May you walk in beauty.

Photos are from a walk at French Regional Park today.