Friday afternoon, once the storm ended, I decided to head north and check out Plum Island. Here are a few of my favorite shots.
A tractor that looks like it’ll be stuck for a while. A dog retrieving a ball in the snow covered dunes. The Plum Island Light. The surf was definitely still up. The houses and fields were covered with 2 feet of snow and ice. A snowy owl was perched on the roof of a deserted home. And in Rowley along the river, I encountered a very interesting midair snow drift that almost resembled a ghost floating along in front of me. The temperature was balmy 14, and it was gorgeous!