The fields are dormant, but under that snow there are tunnels and nests, life and hibernation. Winter wears many disguises. What can look so beautiful and nearly empty is still full of life and life’s potential. Or evidence of life’s tenacity.
Sometimes the oaks refuse to give up their leaves, as evidenced in Winter Fields #4. I think it’s because the leaves know they can’t really compete with scarlet maples, but in a world of blue and white, their bronze leaves will offer glowing color, especially in the late afternoon light. We all have our time and place. Enjoy.