After Barry had gone I had time to look around.  All the fall colours had gone.  Dull weather added to the gloom.

It was time to look for subjects of shape rather than colour.  Here are some rock cress seedheads.

For three days, the temperature did not go below freezing, even at night, but the pond stayed frozen.

Here is a bleached downed cottonwood tree washed shiny by the river.

The grasses provide the only colour.

Here are two clumps spangled by frost.

Despite the gloom, it has been pretty dry with only a few flakes of snow now and then.  Dryness means that the frost does not make big crystals unless the object is close to open water.