In the most unexpected and splendid way, winter is suddenly upon us.
It began snowing early this morning, and the sky hasn't stopped blanketing the woods and yard with it's thick, fluffy flakes since then.
We are cozy and warm inside with our cocoa and tea. Even the birds are seeking refuge in the branches of the hedgerow, though they seem happy enough fluttering around in the soft snow.
And soft it is. It's a perfect light, delicate snow, settling softly on each bough and branch.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.