I live in a small town in Central New York.  Winters here are miserable.  We are due east of Lake Ontario, so we get this wonderful thing called "lake effect snow."  At the end of January it started up with a mean streak.  It kept going for three weeks.  When all was said and done, we had about five feet of the white stuff in our yard.  But we didn't get the worst of it.  A bit further north in our county they ended up with over twice that.  You may have seen us on the national news.  All of the networks were here.

So after the worst of it was over, I headed up to the lake to see it in all of its winter beauty.  First I had to stop by and see my favorite lighthouse.  The seagulls were abundant, as usual.

Closer to the shore, remnants of frozen waves made interesting sculptures on the shore.

Over at the marina, we found an icebound tugboat.  Hoping for warmer weather, along with the rest of us.

On the way home we passed a grocery store, and the pile of snow outside tells you all you need to know about snowfall in my little corner of the world.