We traipsed through the woods on snowshoes, chilled by winter's icy breath. I tried to convince myself that it invigorated me, but each time I took off my mitts to snap the shutter the tips of my fingers burned.
The bare trees afford views of the city. Spring will bring back the leafy curtain which will hide it once again.
Dogs play, romping through the snow, enjoying being untethered. What fun to see them, tails high, chasing and playing in the snow.
Each day the sun sets a little later. A little longer to enjoy the outdoors.