It has become an annual Christmas tradition that I make Scrapbook calendar for my dad. As I began working on it, I realized I was in need for some "wintry" shots for the month of January. Thankfully, there was an ice storm that happened the week I came home for Christmas vacation. So, I ventured out into the vast unknown place known as "the backyard." Isn't it wonderful that there such beauty can come from a rather "bleak" season of the year?