I love the shape and colour of a birch tree and a birch grove.
Particularly when the sun shines on them.

I love the shape and colour of a birch tree and a birch grove.
Particularly when the sun shines on them.

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On the edge of the bush the snowflakes pile up on the ground.
Deeper inside a canopy of snow is created.

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No wind.
Just large snowflakes in profusion.
The leaves of last Summer will remain until Spring.
To be replaced by new life.

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When Trout Lake freezes, the ice becomes a highway for recreational vehicles.
The tracks they leave differ from the tracks of summer.

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A recent all day snowfall reminds me why one lives in the North.
It is fashionable among many to “hate” snow and wish it gone.
I find it impossible to align their thinking with the calm and delicacy I see here.

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