The Celery Farm has a sweet dusting of snow this morning, to the point where these images might as well be in black-and-white.

With so few cars on the road at 6:30 a.m. and no breeze, the farm has a wonderful stillness.

A fox was the only one to get to the path before me ...

I call the photo above, "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Morning," because of the touch of frost in the air. (I'll stop now.)

More pix follow, with fox tracks at the end.