Saturday, we woke up to 3/4s of an inch of snow, 22 degrees, and that delicious quiet that comes from no cars on the road, and no plows either. This town doesn’t even own a plow. Any amount of snow makes it a holiday. Here, ours was a crunchy snow, the kind that turns to ice the next day if you drive or walk over it too much. But no one cared on Saturday.
The only photographer in the world to catch a Hummingbird perched on a Crow's head. Ok ok... not a real Crow, but just the same - a very cool picture.