winter strips everything down, reduces and refines —
the silhouette, the shadow, a breaking dawn, a fading dusk,
the whisper and the howl
Breaking
winter strips everything down, reduces and refines —
the silhouette, the shadow, a breaking dawn, a fading dusk,
the whisper and the howl
spanishwoods 
A wonderful time to embrace the bare trees and winter light. I so enjoyed your striking words and photo, Sylvia.
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Thank you Jet. I do love the light in winter, it has a mysterious quality that is peaceful and strangely, hopeful.
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Beautiful prose to go with a beautiful photo!
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Thanks ever so much Dale.
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🙂
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A magnificent tree in that haunting light! And the words match this wonderful photo.
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thank you! 🙂
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Beautiful, Sylvia, with a slight touch of melancholy. –Curt
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Thank you Curt. I think howling sounds melancholy and even the word itself sounds wistful.
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Yes, Sylvia, sort of like the trees are sad they have lost their leaves. 🙂
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Yes, it is like that, you’re right Curt.
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Compact and brilliant.
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Thank you Roger.
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