Alas, unlike last winter, the snows have been late to come, and meager. More waiting.
In the midst of a severe cold snap, we finally got a few inches of snow, followed by a crisp blue sky day. At last! No more waiting! Valley Green Inn.
I’m old enough to know better… than to go first. I let Don test the ice, clamber down the steep and slippery stream banks. If he survived, then I followed. Do you think I’m going to let him get all the good shots? Wissahickon Creek, down on the ice.