Bare winter trees give, to me at least, the feeling of strength, of endurance, of patience; "Never fear," they say, "we have sturdy bones; we'll outlast the ice."
We took these photos at Centennial Park last week. The pond was still liquid but the wind was vicious.
|Catching the wintry sun|
|Reflection in a puddle, with discarded leaves.|
|Duck pond, no ducks.|
|Moon across the Bay. No branches here.|
|Howling at the moon|