Early this morning I stepped outside on the front porch to photograph the snowfall.
The cold wind kept me close to the front door. Snow had dusted the leaves of a Live Oak.
Probably less than an inch fell, but it’s such a rare event here that it’s mesmerizing.
The rays of the rising sun swept across the trees.
The Chinese Pistasho had a golden glow from the sun.
During the night strong winds formed small snowdrifts with shapes that reminded me of White Sands in New Mexico.
In the distance the Blue Junipers looked like Christmas trees.
A snow mound formed over a flowerbed.
Dead leaves still clinging to a Red Oak.
The side yard as seen from the back patio revealed snow on only one side of tree trunks. Maybe it was the wind that woke me at 4 this morning.
In the foreground is a Yaupon Holly. To the right is a bare branched Red Oak.
One bush beyond the yard looked like white lace.
Snow on one side of the Cherry Laurel tree.
More Live Oaks.
Cotton ball snow on tips of Sedum Brilliant dried flowers.
Snow covered Autumn Clematis, which is evergreen.
Nice to look at, but not drawing me out into the weather.
“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” Dr. Suess