Winter is a funny thing here in northern California. It’s mainly sunny and bright until rainy season arrives, and then it rains for a couple of months straight. It doesn’t get cold enough to wear boots (even though sometimes I can’t resist) nor do you need to wear a winter jacket, but this year, like the rest of the country, things have been quite different. My friend keeps calling it the “arctic chill” which I can’t help but laugh about, since I grew up in Chicago, where saying it’s freezing cold out is often an understatement. But it has truly been cold lately, and the delicate flowers I usually take macro photos of have either completely disappeared or are now covered in frost. It’s interesting to see what has survived and endured the chill.