After last Saturday's blizzard was all said and done,
Sunday morning on Queens Creek looked like this.
These were taken with my new camera, which has more options and gadgets and functions and widgets than I know what to do with.
At the moment.
But I am learning.
Slowly but surely.
Coinciding with the coldest weather of the season--and a blizzard--my heating system decided it'd had enough. After several days of frigid indoor temperatures,
After wondering whether I should just up and move to Alaska, which surely was warmer, Mother Nature flipped the switch. Lo and behold, the outdoor temperature raced up to the sixties, and all the snow disappeared.
(Since I still don't have the replacement compressor yet, we're still able to ski and ice skate inside my house.)
A week later, every bit of evidence that there was a blizzard is gone.
I look forward to many more practice sessions with my new camera.