So I’m minding my own business, surfing the Web like I do every morning, and
I look out the window and lo, out the window it’s snowing to beat hell out there.

I didn’t take 5,000-plus digital photos in the past two years for naught: I
knew that this early in the morning my digicam’s automatic flash would produce
some interested effects reflecting off the falling snow. So here are this morning’s

Large flakes become large blobs when the flash hits ’em.

This is what they call a dusting. Somewhere in the high Sierra it looks just
like this except there’s 14 feet of snow on top of everything.

"Ice scraper? Why the hell would I need an ice scraper in California?"