Snow. Art.

There’s something quite fun about tromping around in a foot of freshly fallen snow. Jay and I couldn’t resist running outside this evening and admiring the strange beauty of a world covered in white fluff.

Astin, no surprise here, thoroughly enjoyed leaping and bounding about in it. The bigger the snow drift, the more exciting for him.

Of course, I took my camera out, too.

The “vignette” affect at the top of this photo was actually my scarf hanging over my lens cover. Not something I planned, but I think it works.