Still Standing Tall

The grasses get beat down by the heavy snow each winter but this morning I noticed that one stalk has popped back up which I thought was most unusual since the grass is dead but there it is, standing tall.  I converted yesterday's photo to monochrome, and I really like it.  (Extra) It has a bit of an Ansel Adams feel to it I think.  John will be here this morning to clean in front again.  Perhaps a fool's errand as more sleety snow due over the weekend.  I hoping to go into Portland tomorrow to see a special exhibit.  I hope the weather doesn't interfere with that.