Early morning, just as the snow is starting, I get my first view of Niagara Falls. The third major falls on our trip. The landscape is nearly monochrome due to the snow, and the snow and ice leave a bite on the skin as the droplets and flacks land. Very few people are here, most left very early to avoid the predicted snow storm.
When the rain stopped, after nearly two weeks, there was a wonderful fog back. I tried to get to it but it seemed to blow away in front of me before finally lifting as a whole.