When life brings snow, you can choose to find joy in it, or to resent it. If you resent it, you will receive just as much snow and much less joy. (Seen online.)

So I'm taking joy in the snow and ice. I find so much beauty in the transformation of the landscape when the snow falls. The sunlight sparkles on the ice-coated tree branches.

Wind sculps drifts and curves, creating new and fleeting landscapes. 

On Sunday, as I walked through the falling snow, this stone in the middle of the garden beckoned me to sit a while. Behind the stone in this photo, you can see depressions where my footsteps were filled in after I took a rest.

Digging out will take a while. Yesterday we dug paths to the garden, sauna and bird feeders, as well as cleared the concrete pad in front of the garage.... not that we're going to drive anywhere in the next couple of days. All that digging pretty much gave us clear passage to deep drifts. Haven't seen the hill in our driveway yet. That could be treacherous to clear -- or not. Because trees on either side of the hill also hang over it, the snow might not be as deep, but ice still lies beneath it. Wherever the snow has been cleared, the ice will melt in the sunlight, even when it's below freezing.

I guess we'll see you all after the spring thaw.