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Snow surfaces can be very pristine and sensuous.
Laurentian Ski Hill yesterday.
We enjoyed a wonderful Christmas with our kids in Northern New York State. The snow that had fallen recently was pretty much gone and a hike we made on Boxing Day was more like trekking in early November or early April.
This and yesterday’s photographs were made on our walk.
Thank you all for a Great Year.
In Canada, hockey is played on the ponds and lakes.
Trout Lake, two days before Christmas is a place where dreams and memories are born.
At the end of a perfect winter day.
When the lake freezes, the delicacy of nature becomes evident.
Animal tracks crossing in the snow covered with a layer of hoar frost.
The Grey Jay that hung around the coffee stop on the mountain was very unafraid as is the case with the ones I’ve encountered.
Getting close to make photos was easy.
The rock by the roadside on West Peninsula Road.
Finding colour in a white world.
It got warm. It got cold. There were weather warnings.
Afterwards, there was this:
Storms produce beauty sometimes.
Near the top of the mountain the frost-coated trees look delicately spectacular.
It takes a lot of time in cloud to produce these beauties.
This is just one of the reasons I love to go skiing.
Being there instead of just watching pictures.
The harbour at Puerto Ayora.