On my walks yesterday all I was noticing was the shadow line of the trees. As we approach the solstice the shadows get longer, creating intricate pattern on the driveway and barely white pond. As I looked closely at the ice on the pond I was filled with wonder at the cosmos created. With such a minimal landscape textures comes to the forefront. The land is black and white with shades of gray, etched with November's lines.
an old apple tree casts it's shadow on the driveway