So often we have only a vague idea as to what the wind can do, or who visits us. We started with four to five inches but within a day, the wind had sculpted it into patterns similar to what it does to fine sand.
Snow can reveal as well, showing what passed in the night. Here the track of a red fox, giving our home a visit. Here the browsing signs of deer. Here the track of a coyote.
Finally, the tracks of the birds that come to our feeders. We get so many that the snow is refigured into something far different than what fell from the sky.
