The Eye of the Beholder

We had the most beautiful snow in Boulder day before yesterday.  It was very wet, so clung to the tree branches and shrubbery.  If it was this pretty here, it must have been beautiful at the cabin.  But we had no wind in Boulder and it remained overcast, so the beauty stayed with us for two perfect days.  When I pulled the drapes, the view was breathtaking.  This was a photo, taken through the screen door, from my balcony looking north...

These look like black and white photos, but aren't.  Wouldn't this make a challenging jig-saw puzzle?

I took these from my friend Olive's balcony looking south and west.  The Flatirons are lost in the clouds...

Here's a bit of color...
We had a little more snow the second night.  I wasn't able to figure out why, when it appeared there was only an inch or so of snow on each tree branch, that at least three to four had accumulated on our cars...

The red berries on this tree contrasted beautifully with the snow...

My friend Olive and her Pomeranian Kooky, who ate and bull-dozed his way through the snow, loving every minute.  We had taken him to the groomer a couple of days earlier.  He looks so cute!

 Cold marigolds...

These pine boughs laden with snow look like big bear claws to me...

 

I'm not sure what this red-leafed shrub is.  Barberry?

Yesterday afternoon the sun came out and the snow quickly started disintegrating.  At one point the tree right outside the balcony looked as if it had little white birds roosting in it...

A beautiful ending to a beautiful interlude.  Teddee