We have had quite a bit of wind lately, a little in the day then getting progressively stronger into the night. Blowing snow can be a real struggle. It's noisy, causes the snow to find it's way into any crack and is right there slapping your face every time you walk outside. But yesterday I was watching the snow swirl and move across the tundra, over drifts and out across the frozen sea and was captivated by it's beauty. This is the view from my kitchen window.