In Flight

What little faith I had in weather forecasters is gone. We were promised 6-10" and instead got 1.5" and freezy drizzle. Bah. At least it's white.

I went outside at 1:00 this morning and could almost have read a book by the light of the full moon, even though it was cloud covered. I forget from year to year how much light the snow bounces around, how it's never really dark with snow on the ground.

Weekly photo from the kitchen; can you find the Northern Cardinal?
The ice on the river is patchy but thick enough to support the weight of a Fox Squirrel, who bounded from the near to the far bank.