This morning was cold and windy. The sky was cloudy and the air was filled with fine sleet and tiny snow. Winter still has its grip, and we were on a drive exploring. The forests can be thick or thinned. In this one area was a wonderful stand of birch and aspen, with a few small oaks in their midst. The colors and contrasts caught my eye – white on white, gray on white, and brown and white. Certainly a limited color palate, but beautiful in its starkness.
I love this. You have found the good and through your photographs you praise it. That’s what we in the northern climes have learned to do, making the otherwise inhospitable nature of our world in winter seem more palatable. I’m trying to use the phrase “behold the cold” as one way to psyche myself up for going for walks, and I’m usually rewarded by seeing a winter scene that you would never find anywhere else at any other time. That is what you have done here, and the result is exquisite. Thank you for this.
I love “behold the cold” Rex – I think you’re onto something there! Thanks for your kind words. It’s great to know that other people resonate with the beauty that is accessible to us in our colder climate. We are fortunate to “see” it and appreciate it!