Snow on Wednesday?

“I miss the snow. I miss looking at it, walking in it, tasting it. I used to love those days when it was so cold everyone else would be tucked away inside trying to stay warm. I would be the only one out walking, so I could look across the fields and see miles of snow without a single footprint in it. It would be completely silent – no cars, no birds singing, no doors slamming. Just silence and snow.”
By Damien Echols

15 thoughts on “Snow on Wednesday?

    • Thank you, Ab. The old oak is more than 800 years old. It’s an adventure to study the details of the oak bark
      The heron was outstanding, in the middle of all the snow! ⭐

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