The weather has been too mild, thawing some of the snow, and compacting it. One result is treacherous ice on walking surfaces. A few weeks ago though, before the thaw, the snow was deposited in fascinating forms on every branch and surface.
The moon is past its prime. But it was a milder night, so I went out for a few quick photos.
Then, as I looked to my right, I spotted Orion in the south. One of my favourites.
And Cassiopeia, to the northwest.
I was standing in the woods at the side of the trail, taking photos of the drifting snow. At first I thought it was a cat running toward me.
It was a grey squirrel, his fur all fluffed up to keep warm. He must have thought I was a short thick tree, because he only paused for a second to look at me, and then continued down the trail.