Really? 2017? Already?!
Our January broke onto the land with a frozen winter frontal system. I watched it push over the landscape and encase it all in ice.
If I didn’t know better I would think that I’m living on the windswept plains of North Dakota, but no, I am here in the Western Panhandle of Nebraska. Our own High Plains, High Country.
So out I venture, camera in hand to catch a few shots before my fingers go numb. Not too long outside, but just long enough. I watch my “boys,” if they start to shake their heads, ears flapping from the cold, then I get inside immediately.
Here you go…. a few shots of my new year. It’s January 2017, in the Panhandle of Western Nebraska.