I have a feeling that my dad probably won’t get out today to play in the snow today. So I am going to bring the snow to him.
When morning greeted me after another restless night, I was fully anticipating seeing grey snowmelt. But instead God had created a fairly land . . . or really a land of snowy chenille wire trees.
Stunning.
It seemed like the perfect morning to experiment with the lens my dad gave me.
So, good morning dad! I’m bringing the snow to you. I hope you feel like you are playing in it!
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