The first snowfall comes with a newfound sense of pristine, crisp joy. Blanketing the resting earth, it serves as an insulator….but in the midst of its boreal duties, it can’t help but add beauty to everything it touches, while preserving the beauty of everything that touches it.

As a natural, blank canvas of time lapsed photography, it captures every footprint, paw pad, dragging tail, marking, or any passing of every creature that slinks through the night. First captures: Red Fox tracks and River Otter slides with paw prints in its trek, and a Muskrat’s burrow.