“Coming and Going” or “To and Fro”. Whichever the case, it is always so much fun to be the first in the park after (or during) a snowfall.
It wasn’t much of a snow, but it was snow nonetheless….
Dead as a doornail, but still majestic in its stature is this Oak tree….
You see things differently when it snows (or fogs)…this looks like it could be an old farm road, or just a natural, coincidental clearing in the trees
I sure would have loved to sit around and watch the snow melt….
