A week later, another snowfall but, this time, it was followed by a sunny day. Bonus: it was only -20 C. I explored a different trail through the suma (...)

The sun was just rising when I set out along the trail. It made the snow glow with inner light.

Emerging from the Sumac patch and looking back. This patch must be a good half acre in size. The rabbits love it in there, as do the Chickadees, and m (...)

Snow on a twig, lit internally by the morning sun.

Closer to the ground my eye was attracted by this snow arc and attendant shadow.

I was trying for a 3-D effect on these snow covered berries. The frost covered twig almost jumps out of the frame. Almost.

The Zen of Winter. Diagonal shadows, contrasting light & dark, a counter-leaning blade. Contemplation.

It was so quiet, this crow did not feel the need to flee at my silent approach. Notice the way it fluffed up its feathers to cover its feet. I've seen (...)

My buddy, Brownie, came over for a visit. He looked comical with that snow on his snoot.

One spot on Mud Lake never freezes unless we get an Anarctic deep freeze. It is at the head of the lake. The animals come here to drink and people lea (...)

The Ottawa River sighs just before it tumbles over the Deschenes Rapids.

A frosted winter wonderland.

A frosted patch. The rock is an important focal point. It's dark and absorbs the sun's heat. At night the rock releases its heat and the river's breat (...)

Frost, everywhere you look, on everything and each crystal developing in its own unique way. I love this stuff.

A well-used rodent path through the snow, an inattentive victim - DEATH FROM ABOVE!

What the goose saw.

Meanwhile, down by the river, this goose was calmly taking a break right at the end of the trail. It suffered my calm approach and allowed its portrai (...)

The ski trail opened up here and there. Here, I was struck by this snow-covered rock acting as a sign post for the local wildlife. This seemed to be a (...)

Turning away from the river I made my way past the filtration plant and the lower end of Mud Lake. I then took this cross-country ski trail for dwarfs (...)

I continued onward. I liked these seeds with their snow hat. Mind, everything in the woods had a snow hat that day. Chust loverly, I tell ya.