There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance.
--William Sharp (pseud. Fiona MacLeod) (1855-1905) Scottish Poet
A scene along the Appalachian Trail near the Roan High Knob Shelter.
Like the new banner?! I've been putting off switching from the autumn banner to the winter one. It's hard letting go of Autumn. But it's time to face the chilling reality that winter is upon us. I've enjoyed the snow so far (but not the cold) -- I'm just wondering when I'll be ready to move on to spring. I know I won't have as hard a time letting go of winter as I've had saying goodbye to fall!