Overnight drifting blew the stack of snow along my fence rail into this curving drapery (distracting mulberry twigs in the foreground for scale). Alas, it didn’t persist long in the morning sun. I hope the holly does better. You can just see about six inches of it behind the fence; it’s literally doubled over with a load of frozen stuff.
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