It doesn't snow here very often, usually twice a year and only for a day or so. On the first day, I'm usually so glad to be indoors that I don't even go out to even touch the snow - so not like when you're a kid, right? Day one is a cleaning, napping, or craft day. On day two I usually grab my camera and go out to capture something in my yard because I know the snow will be short-lived and I don't want to miss capturing the "snow season." Well, it's day three here and I hadn't been out until today.
Looking out the door and window a couple of times I noticed that the sleet that fell for like 1 1/2 days after the snow cast a dangerously beautiful sheen over the entire ground and all the trees. So, I had to go out. All bundled up with my camera strapped around my neck I carefully made my way to the back yard and captured a few images. I knew it was time to go in when the wind started blowing and pieces of ice started falling from everywhere. I wanted to check out the front yard, but it so was not going to happen.
What do you think? Notecard worthy?