For days, storms hid the mountains. It was very windy, and banners of snow blew from the closer hills.
Skiffs of snow would fall overnight then the ground would blow bare during the day.
Then finally it cleared.
The temperature dropped to -16C. Made me glad of the styrofoam seat in the outhouse!
Into the birch meadow I went.
The ponds have long been frozen, and now even Ginty Creek is beginning to close up with ice.
If the camera angle was right, it was possible to catch the ice crystals bending the light.
Constellations of moons among the weeds. Interestingly, blurry raindrops are round. Blurry ice crystals have a faint hexagonal shape.
Mother nature’s Christmas lights!