Winter Wonderland
This was the second weekend in a row that Martin and I drove up to Yosemite in the hopes of catching fresh snow in Yosemite. The first time there was some snow, but the skies were clear by the time we got there (4am). This time it took some time for the skies to clear. But as they did we got this magical soft light on the snow. Having grown up in California, I can only assume this is the definition of a Winter Wonderland.