First snowfall

There's always something magical about the year's first snowfall. We had a bit of snow earlier, but this was the first definitive dump of the white stuff.

I usually get up before daybreak, and I snapped this photo of the Christmas lights on the porch rail covered in snow.

Here's the porch rail at dawn. The air was just a wee bit pink with the rising sun.

The birds were avidly feeding. Easier than scrounging, obviously.

Doves, waiting for me to go away so they could take over the feeder.

We got about four inches, just enough to make everything look magical.

Even our firewood stacked on the porch looked dressy.

The snow didn't last more than a couple of days, but it was pretty while it lasted.