I was so happy the day after Christmas to see the winter snow settled outside. Snow can be so magical, not just because of the white sprinkled glamour but because it keeps you inside snuggled with your family. No where to go, but maybe to wander target for diapers and batteries in our snow shoes. We had a roaring fire and relished in the nothingness of a day inside.
There is something so quiet about the snow. As I was photographing our backyard I couldn't help but remember how the summer garden is resting with its' snow covered clothes. I know snow can get old after weeks of it, but this day it was just right, peaceful, silent and white.