Wow is it cold outside. This morning at 7:00 AM the temperature recorded at the airport was -10 degrees. It turned cold quickly last night. By 11:07 PM it was already -7 degrees, which beat Saturday's all time record low.
At 10:30 this morning I bundled up and went for a walk. After filling all of the bird feeders, I decided to walk down the secret path. It looks like a deer crossed the bridge during the last day.
The ice was covered with such pretty patterns.
Then I hiked further down the path. Again, I wasn't the first creature to have walked this was since the snow fell.
Rose hips glowing in the hedgerow.
I pushed my was back through the thicket to a different view of the creek.
It is so pretty, rimmed in snow and ice.
You could still see and hear it running in a few places.
While I was admiring the creek, I heard the familiar call of a pileated woodpecker. He finally flew overhead and landed on a dead tree between the creek and the main road.
He was to far out of range for me to get a good, clear picture. But I was still able to get a few snaps. Pileated woodpeckers are beautiful birds, but especially so against a snowy white background.