I'm going to be decadent and post TWO today:
Beautiful snow.
You know what is simply magical? The fact that the grass can live and execute photosynthesis and grow and what have you without any help from us. As such, the fact that we have to learn about their incredibly complicated and brilliant means of survival is completely pointless. They will continue to grow and flourish and whatever whether we know how and why they do it or not. And whether we do well on our ridiculous biology exam is completely immaterial to the little spring of grass there. So why take it?
Photographic pluses: the light is bright on the snow/ice, so it sparkles. The picture is zoomed in close, so everything is very detailed.
This was the reason for our two-hour delay.
Photographic pluses: interesting angle, soft light.
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
US poet (1874 - 1963)