Surviving weed
It was clear and cold to start the day, with a low of 1 above at daybreak and then a slow climb out of single digits. I think it got all the way to 12 degrees briefly in the afternoon. But it was calm and, with a dusting of fresh snow, perfect weather for skiing and, for the first time in a few days, getting my dSLR out of the case, since I didn't have to worry about the camera getting wet. The snowpack's amazingly deep for this area, and there's almost two feet of white before you reach the ground. So only the taller weeds are now visible. Luxuriance has its benefits, at least to the photographer's eye.