An inviting bench next to a lonely tree…I accept.
by a frozen snow topped lake
the trees don’t make a sound…
contemplating their position
recognizing that this again is winter…
Now that winter has stripped the leaves clean it’s time to really study the character and structure of trees. What makes them different from one another? What makes them unique? What flaws do they have? How does the color of the bark differ from its neighbor? What side is the sun hitting and how does the shadow cast? What color is the shadow? Is it windy? Are the shadows dancing?
I love winter for the fact that the trees are exposed. When the snow falls ever so gently on each branch, they are dressed in their winter garments like a fancy white laced dress you only wear on special occasions. And every one of them looks different! I can’t wait for some snow.
Take some time to study the trees. They’ll reveal themselves to you.