I do love the first snow of the winter. It seems more decorative than serious. Oddly enough, first snow was on the same date last year.
It hasn't yet managed to beat everything into submission. Even the dying grass is strong enough to resist.
The trees can't decide whether to embrace brown or white.
Autumn is trying hard to hold its own in a few places.
And the sun managed to break out for a few minutes at the end of day.
In other news: I did a little housework and wrote a chapter. I'm really struggling with this book. I'm not sure I can write more than a chapter a day because it is taking a lot of mental energy, but I need to try or it won't be ready for Christmas.
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