At 6:30 AM Nella Henninger tiptoed outdoors and
arrested a sprinkling of snowflakes mid-flight in the flash of
her camera. A casual coyote pricked his ears at the sound of tiny prey under the
snow-laden garden. Or did he?
“The moon on the crest of the new-fallen snow…” wasn’t really the moon, was it?
(Photos by Nella Henninger)
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