Winter’s armoury
January 18, 2013
Winter’s cold exhalation has turned the trees to ghosts.
Armoured ghosts.
Every twig of the usually meek southern beeches (nothofagi) bristles with icy thorns,
and last year’s oak leaves seem more fierce and spiky than nettles.
And yet, all this menacing armoury can be vanquished with a warm breath…
You might enjoy another look at a crystalline landscape in Frosty morning, or the details of frost patterns here.
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What a charming thought, expressed with such elegance! The trees do indeed look like ghosts of winter. Beautiful photos, too.
Absolutely breaktaking. The simple statements you have in this blog make it even more poignant – especially your last note
A post as crystalline as your subject, DB, both words and images.
Essence of winter. You’re so lucky!
Beautiful pictures of the frost. I deeply love frost (well as long as I don’t have to drive or walk on it too much). Not much here this year so far…. though we are forecast snow over the next day or two. I’m longing for the gales to abate so I can get out and breathe (and play with my camera again too!).
Lovely photos, I particularly like seeing the Oak leaves. We have oaks here, but not in our own garden and I’m not close enough to see their leaves individually. (You’d think some might blow into our garden with all these gales, wouldn’t you?)