I first trekked
through the birch-hemlock bottomlands of Elbridge Swamp - really only
accessible when winter cold freezes over the tangle of streams and seeps. Such
a beautiful place! Whiskey Hollow was next on my list, with a quiet stroll
along a hemlock and oak covered ridge, and a view down into a trickling stream.
As I
said, my eye was still craving autumn, but winter had come with its simplified
colors that can be difficult to recognize (much less appreciate) at first…ready
or not!
With
that, I offer a quote from Edwin Way Teale’s book, Wandering Through Winter, accompanied by some photographs that
bring forth the beauty of this subdued winter palette.
The red
of osier, the green of pine, the pale tan of winter leaves on sapling beeches,
the blue of late afternoon shadows on the snow, and the play of sunrise and
sunset tinting across the mantled fields – such are the colors of…winter.
- Edwin Way Teale
And
truly, it is beautiful…
Inspiring photos, Tom. I need a December hike!!
ReplyDeleteEspecially love the ferns framed by snow! Happy New Year!
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