The measure of a man is what he does with power.
Pittacus or Plato or some copywriter from the 1950s. Depends on who you ask.
The last two days have seen almost three inches of snow where I live. It’s always fun to experience the full spectrum of seasonal events throughout a year. Snow is the one that brings about the fondest memories. Just as long as it doesn’t continue for too long. I don’t need to remember that much!
I always see interesting things when I go on my morning walks. This time it was a vine growing through fence slats. The vine had produced this beautiful purple flower and the fence was a stark background for it. The scene offered brief enjoyment but I decided to stop and capture an image of it for both of our future enjoyment.