What a difference a day makes. Yesterday I hiked on a carpet of colored leaves, taking in the sights and sounds of autumn, following moose tracks on the trail. Today was another story.

A blanket of white covered the ground this morning. Six inches of snow fell last night. It was snowshoeing weather. I should have put them on but instead I trudged through that deep snow with snow boots alone and it was quite the workout.

It was really beautiful out there. The branches were laden with snow and the air was fresh. I had to make sure that I didn't brush against the trees that were bent over the trail. One slight movement caused the snow to come tumbling down from overhead.

Over the past week, I saw a couple of beavers splashing around in the pond, grouse on the trail and two black backed woodpeckers. A family of moose moved through the trees. Ducks and geese flew overhead. I don't think they were anticipating the blanket of white either.

I kept watching the weather forecast and it was supposed to be warm all week. I was looking forward to checking out all the autumn colors at the Riverside Nature Trail during my days off this week. I guess I'll be checking out the animal tracks in the snow instead of the colored leaves on the trees.

I love winter but I also love the fall colors. They were not around very long this year so I'm glad that I did get a few photos when I ventured out between shifts a week or so ago.

I gave up looking at the forecast. It changes hour by hour so it is what it is and I'll enjoy what ever happens to be the weather of the day.