This is all the snow we had last weekend. Note that I'm not crying over this, although my little boys are.
The line of trees is the west side of an old town road, which was moved about 100 years ago. The short one has been decimated by carpenter ants, and will probably have to come down, but we'll replace it with another. I'd like to keep the old road memorialized.
And I love looking up at trees in winter. The bare branches against the sky are so pretty!