It’s been snowing off and on for two days now. The road’s a muddy mess—the craters are now lakes—but at least it’s above freezing. Clumps of wet snow are falling off the trees, just like they’re supposed to, and our driveway isn’t too bad yet. Yet, I say. I’m still trying to squeak by without buying more wood this season, so I hope the weather obliges a bit more. My wife keeps saying things like, “But it’s April seventeenth!”
The photo above is from my new iPhone 6s Plus, by the way, and I only tweaked it a tiny bit. The aspect ratio is different (taller), and I like it that way versus cropped to match my Pentax shots. As usual, if you’re reading this on a Retina device, the server loads a high-resolution version you can zoom into, especially cool to try on an iPad.
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