So I have this project I've been working on that involves a solitary tree out in the middle of a field. The project is to take a photo of this tree in each season. Well, it snowed a little bit early last week and after I got the boy on the bus, I loaded the dog in the car and headed out to my tree for its photoshoot.

There it is, my lonely little tree.

After taking pics of my tree, I went in search of some old snow-covered barns and other winter scenery. I have always enjoyed the first snow....but let it be known that the longer and colder the winter, the more I daydream of much warmer locales (my H.B. girls know what that's all about!).



Snow can be quiet and beautiful, fresh and fun....but only in the beginning.
Okay, this would be a pretty good picture, except for the lens flare from the candle on G's chin. No matter where I moved to take the pic, the little glow was in every shot. That's something I'll have to figure out.
I think he enjoyed the food, festivities and everyone's company. Here's to many more birthdays yet to come. Oh happy days.