Yesterday was a splendid gift throughout: blue dawn on fields of fluffy, fresh snow; shining, crispy morning and afternoon of azure skies and slow-moving clouds; orange setting sun captured in a tangled net of bare branches, and sharp, clear night in which Polaris brightly points the way. Yesterday’s sunset, shown here, was especially transporting.
It even could be African with a little imagination – think of the pure snow as sand, the twisting trees as Acacias, and the sweaty heat from wearing three layers of clothes while stalking a fawn through calf-high snow. (Brooklin, Maine)