February weather in Michigan is always unpredictable. Though it’s a short month it can often feel like the longest month of the year. This week we’ve gone from the Polar Vortex to temperatures in the 50s, from shoveling snow to flooded yards.

One morning Katie got me up early and I thought the light outside seemed an odd color. I was right. The sun was coming up and the low lying clouds were a color I’d never seen before.

And that day, as I watched the sky get more and more interesting, I knew I needed to get somewhere with open spaces.

So I drove to Indian Springs, a park not too far away, with trails that wander over hills covered in tall grasses.

I should have worn boots because the trail was muddy, but wet feet didn’t dampen my enthusiasm for the sky that day.

And then yesterday we woke to ice. Rain fell on the cold ground and froze. Katie and I skated (figuritively) out to see what was what. We escaped the worst of it, but there was still a thin coating of ice on everything.

It was all beautiful and Katie enjoyed wandering while I was busy getting shots of twigs and needles and leaves covered in ice.

She was content as long as I promised at least one shot of her. She is, after all, a princess, and used to being the center of attention.

I don’t know what the weather has in store for us the rest of the week, but I hope it’s just as photogenic as these past few days have been.

Katie says she’s up for an adventure.