There were the fluffiest of snowflakes falling this morning, perhaps one of the last snowfalls of the winter.
I wished I could get a photo of a snowflake as it was falling, but it proved almost impossible.
At times the snowfall was quite heavy. Three crows flew by overhead.
I spent some time crouching and kneeling, trying to capture individual snowflakes. Some landed on blades of grass.
If they landed on a moist leaf, I barely had time to focus my camera before they vanished.
Some snowflakes landed on other snowflakes, and where hard to see. And on an oak branch, I found a few snowflakes that had landed on a spider’s thread.