When I got up this morning, the sun had turned the snow into a sheet of diamonds. It seemed that every snowflake had been polished into a glimmering brightness. On a day like this, it is easy to see why diamonds are often refered to as 'ice'.
Our little dog, Heidi, semed mesmerized by it all and just sat on a snowbank and stared. Usually, she chases imaginary prey and investigates any new smells that have appeared through the night.