the closest we get to snow

Up in the hills behind Mercey Hot Springs.

On our last day of our NYE jaunt, I snuck out early to get a few shots of the sunrise. (Well… as close to the sunrise as I could muster.) They’d recently had rain, so a lot of green was starting to poke up out of the dirt. All of the old, dead grass and weeds were still there, though, giving the hills a frosty look.

the closest we get to snow