Winter came this week (note I did not say returned) but sporadically and halfheartedly. Spring had already made inroads with the melting of ponds and the fluffing out of aspens getting read to leaf and bloom. Pictures became a strange mix of seasons.
There is something about the melting of ponds which gets me going on reflections be they in water or glass.
The pond below is my favorite for reflections but it is almost always the last to melt. Still well worth waiting for with the shades of blue reflected in the ice and open water.
Today it is snowing again and the sky looks like the one in Day 83. Never fear. It will not last long.