Tuesday, December 7, 2010

winter trees

I can't claim to have been doing much walking over the last week or so, but I have been shuffling around on my skis with my eyes frost-struck and a camera in hand. This particular weather event has dressed the trees - ghosting their arterial shapes with white echoes; baubling them with ice-lights ; laying low mists to worship at their feet; and scouring the skies with purple dusks to backlight the symmetry of their reach. And perhaps the effect is most striking because it was only just before this, they were still dressed dark gold for autumn.