I live in North Dakota, where snow is a semi-permanent fixture on our winter landscapes. It can be easy to get frustrated with the many challenges its persistence can create, but when examining the ephemeral, exquisitely unique beauty of it on an individual snowflake level, all wonder in its magic is quickly restored. Winter-adapted mammals have great insulation against the cold, and I've found that their hair makes a perfect substrate for holding such tiny treasures. This little frozen gem paused briefly on my horse's tail for its portrait.