The sun is reflecting off the snow, giving the world a vibrant glow. Even the dirtier snow looks vibrant in this light.
Snow still clings to the tops and sides of branches, encrusted by a brief warm-up late yesterday afternoon, or it would've been blown away by the wind, piling up in huge drifts, making work for snow plows everywhere.
Everything is quiet this morning. The occasional car passes by, but otherwise, all is silent, noise captured by the insulative snow. Peace reigns.