As soon as my feet hit the floor this morning, I bundled up in my parka and boots, grabbed my camera, and headed out the door. I wanted to catch the tree branches outlined, each and every one, with snow or ice. Half an hour later I was back in the house with a cup of hot tea, giving thanks for the snowy beauty we are able to enjoy all too rarely here in the Pacific Northwest.
Snowy Morning in Tacoma
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