You really can't capture what "cold" is through photos in a way that can be completely appreciated. And yet, the sense of cold is there.
It’s in the color of the sky on a clear, ice cold day that is of a blue not otherwise seen; and it’s in the way the sunlight plays through the trees as it casts long, deep shadows on the snow - telling us a story of a cold that seeps deep into one’s marrow. A cold to be remembered.
Memories of these clear, cold winter days warm my heart and still my mind.
It’s a refreshing of the Soul, cold day.
I am eternally grateful for sunshine and blue sky - crystalline images on snow – and the gifted sense of deep soul peace within this vast snowscape.
May I can carry this gift forward to others in the days to come.