
Brrrr…
But it’s not frozen over. This is a normal part of the transition. Cold, warm, snow, warm again, fierce cold winds, gentle soft breezes.
The trees didn’t give up and fall over because it snowed after a few lovely warm days. OK, they turned blue with the cold, but they’ll get over it. It’s just how things happen when you’re moving from one season to another. Yeah, it can be smooth and easy and gradual, but life’s more likely bumpy and lumpy. Like real mashed potatoes (not the flakes that come in a box!).
Two steps forward, one step back. Or three or four or five back. But eventually, the forward momentum can’t be stopped. It’s the nature of… well, nature.
This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance because you’ll get to see the full resolution image in all its detail. Just go here.


The foreground stalks are what’s left of last year’s corn harvest. In a few weeks they’ll be plowed under and enrich the soil for the next harvest. 
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There’s a light coat of snow outlining each branch, making visible the magnificent web of life that is a stand of trees. In another couple of months or so the branches will be nearly invisible, completely covered with an explosion of leaves soaking up sun, water, air, cleansing the atmosphere and lifting our spirits.

