This time of year, weather changes are dramatic here. Four days ago, it was a very white world. The first thing that morning heavy snow was still coming down and this little pine (one of my favorites) in the front yard was collecting its share of it.
By yesterday, much of the snow had melted in the lower areas of the valley bottom and where there was exposure to the south, and as a change from the white, and perhaps the first promise of spring, the mosses down by the river were especially bright as they caught a few thin rays of cloud-filtered sun.
A cascade.
A solar array.
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