Winter at the Grand Canyon

On our way out of the Grand Canyon, it snowed, rained, and sleeted.  For most people, this means staying inside and curling up on the sofa with a good book or at least a good DVD.  For me, it means moody, interesting photographs, and of course, a lot of running around in the rain and snow.  Many props to my driver/assistant/wonderful husband, who makes last-minute left-hand turns, carries gear, and shelters me and my camera while I change filters and lenses-- you're the best!