Trees
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” – Lewis Carroll
Tag: Winter
#356: Old man’s beard
‘Now I know the difference between a father’s rough beard and a young man’s untried bristles.’ – Steven Chopade
#348 – Lit Up
Edinburgh’s George Street.
#340 – Frozen Berries
#331 – Bedroom View
Looking out of my window.
#330 – Crisp Mornings
Looking out at the village from the kitchen window.
#328 – Frozen
Another cold start in the north… No filter, just a slightly shaky hand on account of the temperature.