Snow coating trees creates a delicate maze in the bush.
Ice candle holders, candles, and a zoom lens.
Dashing through the snow…
Wherever will we go…?
Santa is gone away for another year.
When he returns may he find you content, well and happy.
My sincere wish to everyone.
…Clause is coming to town!
He dances and sings Christmas Carols too!
A walk down Moffat’s Path the other day.
A second version:
What’s your mood?
Snow puff on wild rose hips.
Yesterday on a walk up our road.
His name is Sleeman and he lives on my road.
He’s a real sweetheart. Gentle, inquisitive and funny.
Nostalgia for old photographs crept into this treatment of a photo I made a couple of mornings ago.
Fresh snowflakes and cracked bark make a nicely textured monochrome portrait.
I wimped out and made this through my patio doors from the warmth inside the house.
The squirrel who made the tracks was long gone.