Not much photography for me last winter. Only one snow with flakes so wet they stuck together into a mush. Just a bunch of cold bare trees. So I skipped that and went straight into spring flowers. Much less depressing in a very depressing year. Early spring gave me the orange trumpets of crossvine crawling over a garden bench, delicate apple blossoms, big balls of viburnum and stately dogwoods. See them on my homepage slideshow and click on the photos for details.