A WINTER MORNING GALLERY...

This morning when we left the house at dawn, we drove onto a road whose coated surface was still wet enough to reflect the deep blue of the morning sky. We seemed to be moving on a blue river threading through the freshly-clean white snow.
With multiple layers of snow and ice, the trees were crystal sculptures that preened themselves before our eyes all day, in temperatures that never rose enough to soften their demeanor.
But it softened ours; cold and inconvenient as it can be at times, winter has good things to share with us.