Winter magic

The first snowfall yesterday, beautiful but brief.
Dinner at a Georgetown bar with friends.
Jupiter keeping the moon company as it rose in the eastern sky.
The frosty pasture lit up by the moon at 3 a.m., so bright it looked covered in snow.
The peace of a silent house before dawn.
Flames from the woodstove flickering on the hardwood floors.
A black & red caterpillar crawling across the floor, looking for freedom.
Frozen water drops at the tips of the camelia leaves, tinged pink in the sunrise.
The birds lined up on the orchard prunings, waiting their turn at the feeders.