Winter-time is traditionally a time of rest, but with our post-modern lifestyle, it is often anything but. I lose track of the beauty of Nature when I am shoveling out my driveway and my feet feel like blocks of ice. I have to stop and remind myself to rise above the negative and see the beauty in each and every moment.
Earlier on the day that I took this photo, I had walked with my dog up the long trail to a Hemlock tree I had befriended a number of years ago. That memory alone made the day special despite slogging through the snow and consequent shoveling. Yet I like to watch how the trees and houses disappear in the whiteout and the wind. Nature is truly marvelous with Her changing climes and changing times.