Fan Girl Wannabe

Awoke this morning to my favorite type of snow.

Each and every branch, leaf and twig is bending slightly under the weight of fat, wet snowflakes.  The entire outdoors is outlined this way, nearly backlit by the position of the snow.  It's as if someone hand-painted each blade of grass during the night.  The quiet light of sunrise illuminates the whole thing and it is always breathtaking.

Squee! OMG, it's the beginning of the season!

(thank goodness for vitamin D)