Red Osier Dogwood berry stems.
Snow drifted down in the cloudy late afternoon, blowing around the oak trees in the pasture.
Then the sun slipped beaneath the cloud, and lit up the field.
Because of an increased cost from WordPress, I hesitated to renew my yearly subscription that enables this site. I finally caved and payed up. I want to continue my photo blog because of the satisfaction I get in capturing and sharing images of the natural world. The vanishing natural world.
The low northern winter sun lit up this dead tree trunk that I always admire when I walk by.
What fascinating lines and designs are revealed after its dying.