How quickly things change. The weather has gone from green grass to blowing snow in a day. I jogged up here yesterday and was in water above my ankles; in warmer weather it's difficult to tell whether you're following a stream bed or an old road. In this photo we've ventured off the wider path to a cut that seems to follow a compass transect or a property demarcation. The wind has wallpapered the trees and their branches with snow.
