Winter in black & white

There is such stillness in the woods at this time of year.


Although the stream still flows, the edges are crystallized in ice.


And there is always evidence of creatures just having come and gone…


The depression in the snow around this tree trunk reminds us that there is energy in the form of heat emanating from its seemingly life-less form.


Is there anything more solitary than this abandoned chair?



I feel like this contorted weeping mulberry; huddled and twisted in the cold.  I’m ready for spring, thank you.

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