Because, though my heart is in eastern Canada, the prairie provinces are gorgeous in their own austere way :) These were all taken in Selkirk, Manitoba.
Winter by Walter de la Mare
Clouded with snow
The cold winds blow,
And shrill on leafless bough
The robin with its burning breast
Alone sings now.
The rayless sun,
Day’s journey done,
Sheds its last ebbing light
On fields in leagues of beauty spread
Unearthly white.
Thick draws the dark,
And spark by spark,
The frost-fires kindle, and soon
Over that sea of frozen foam
Floats the white moon.
Stunning photography! Love it :-) PS Loved that doily. I have been doing a similar one for an exhibition here but it is going to end up floor rug size!
Woah! That’s awesome! Can you send me pics of it when it’s done? I’d love to see :)