A blizzard, then an ice storm. Then rain, then a cold snap, and everything freezes solid. Foliage is dead and buried, brittle or frozen. Everything hibernates.Go ahead, says February. Find my beautiful. Oh, how I am trying.
Thanks to my new friend Photoshop; I'm looking at winter in a whole new way. A wide-open aperture. A deliberate shoving through of foreground. Focusing on the middle.
Lying in the snow has a whole new meaning!
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