On Saturday morning, a light snow created its own illumination in the early morning air. It’s as though the snow gathers the ambient light and sends it back to us with softened rays.
The unusual snow-light muted the plumage of the birds that came to the feeders. I couldn’t stop looking.
|I was just three feet from this Downy Woodpecker|
|Gorgeous crown on a White-throated Sparrow|
|Blue Jay - So common we forget how beautiful it is|