Last weekend, Joan and I took a jaunt through the beaver swamp behind the house in NH. There was about a foot of powdery snow that was a few days old, so we strapped on the snowshoes and headed out. The temperature was in the mid-teens (Fahrenheit) but we were warm and toasty from the exercise and the sun.
There is a high ridge on the west side of the swamp so deep shade develops down in the lowlands at least an hour (maybe more) before sunset. Towards the end of our hike, the light was just right for really bringing out the texture of the snow. I had been watching all of the bits of old vegetation that protruded from the snow in anticipation of “good light” and so was ready with the camera. The light lasted less than a half hour and I had to keep moving to the east as the shadow of the ridge worked its way across the swamp.
Here are the “keepers” from the afternoon:
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