Icing sugar on trees, branches and objects make Winter the most delicate season of all.
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Everyone hates Dandelions.
Last year’s bloom has survived the winter.
Bleached by the wind, water, sun, snow, and cold.
A recent day of snow produced a magical world in the bush.
Snowy day on my road.
Not covered by the winter snow yet.
Pristine in its beauty, newly fallen snow in the forest.
The walk that you make after the storm is often filled with pristine and gentle delicacy.
The memory of yesterday’s mayhem is erased by the beauty remaining after the event has passed.