Winter in Alberta is long. And Cold. And I get really tired of snow. But when the snow is fresh, and the sun is shining, I can almost forget how bone-chilling cold it is here and just see the beauty.
I was driving home one night and saw these bales on my right hand side. I see alot of these in the late summer / fall in Alberta. But something about them always reminds me of home. That winter is coming, and its time to prepare.
