There was a chill in the air, but it was soon fading as the sun began to rise higher into the morning sky.

I stepped out of my truck to take in the lovely sight before me, being careful to watch where I placed my feet.

The light covering of snow was quickly melting away,

giving the once dry road an even layer of beautiful, glistening and slippery mud.

Wisps of steam would rise sporadically and the rivulets of melting snow would pool into the small ruts in the road, which in turn began to reflect the autumn colors in the trees.