Round two for Jack Frost and Mother Nature in NW Arkansas. This one, I think, strikes as a win for them. These are a few shots just right outside the door:
Keep in mind, the majority of last week’s snow melted (on account of our lovely 50 degree weather). The switch between spring and winter has given me some wicked headaches in the last week. It is hard to actually capture the impressiveness of the snow in the pictures above. There is a obscuring fog of falling flakes and the snow is falling so quickly that it has become audible. It is hard to describe the sound snow makes. This snow sounds a bit like the hiss of a radio or TV with white noise turned down extremely low. Occasionally, the chirp of a bird will rise above it. Otherwise, it’s eerie silent sound.
More pictures to come.