All these were taken at Wasilla Lake, which will probably be pretty obvious from the sign below. Cold and crisp, very crisp, the snow crunching underfoot and weeds that would break rather than bend in the cold. I love the vastness of the sky in this first one. As big as the mountains are, dwarfing us mere humans, it dwarfs the mountains! Just a constant reminder of our place in the grand scheme of things, I guess.