Hoping for a white Christmas

I'll be flying out to Wisconsin Sunday, where my chances of a white Christmas are greatly enhanced.  It is really cold there.  Always.  This photo was taken a couple of years ago during my visit.  My brother and sister-in-law had taken me to brunch at a wonderful gallery -- the Creamery -- in a small town outside Madison.  During the drive I was dying -- the light, the snow, the landscape was perfect.  And I had left my camera at the house.  Mary, my lovely sister-in-law, was kind enough to drive me back out there so I could take photos. 

Snowy orchard somewhere south of Madison, Wisconsin