High winds, blowing snow, an old road and bare trees...A friend poking through my portfolio recently called this scene desolate and described the trees as being barren. That is not how it seemed to me - I thought the place and the moment were atmospheric, magical and wonderfully translucent.
I knew beyond any scrap of uncertainty that the gnarly old trees along the road were alive and simply sleeping winter away as they always do. In summer they are fully leafed out and tangy with green fragrance. They bestow a fragrant shade, and they are always full of singing birds.
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Stark, austere, mysterious, otheworldly, dream-like beauty
Oh yes, I'm with you Cate. I don't see it as desolate at all, but mysterious and eerie. I love the misty look of the blowing snow.
This one of the most pictures I've seen here. How many more are you hiding away?
Thank you :)
I see it as mystical and ethereal and do so like images of this kind. It is lovely. Thanks for posting.
The contrast of bare dark trees and bright white snow is compelling.
I wasn't sure if the snow was being blown along the ground or if there is fog.
There is magic here, a beckoning to connect with winter, and smooth dark beauty.
Chow.
Beautiful. When I walk in the woods this time of year, the energy is almost palpable. The trees are devoid of leaves, yes... but so filled with the potential of the new season, just ever-so-slightly below the realm of the visible. They are so very much alive.
such an exquisite photo...filled with mystery, and yes, the promise of something to be birthed again.
We all need to lean sometimes.
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