Blue waves behind the 

black trees, hints of

amber and magenta

strike a chord with 

my heart.

Beneath the frozen 

crunch of earth, my feet

carry a weary body to the

perimeter--snow blankets

fall in slow motion.

This is how it felt to walk among the trees and rivers this morning as the sun rose and the snow fell.

*All images are pano stitches (7.5K originals)