Fresh snow came in two nights late really. Would have been really sweet on Christmas Eve. But Saturday or not, new snow still seemed a blessing, in part because of the clear skies those two or three inches of snow left behind after a long week or more of stubborn cloudiness. The dawn was nice, even sweet, but it didn't take your breath away. Still, I kept thinking of that old line of whose?--Georgia O'Keefe maybe? "Photography teaches you how to see."
It just seems like there's always things to see if I take the time to look.