Just as the cold sets in deeply, and the mornings become frosty, the evenings clear and chilled, I find I start stumbling upon little gems of burnished gold. They may be faded leaves, or acorns stored in old vines, fallen fruits, or distant hills, but they all add the softest glow to the darkest of days.
Your post reminds me of the woods I go to when I’m back in the UK. It brings it all back especially seeing the raindrops hanging off the twigs. I love the winter and I love rainwalking. Cheers for a nice post and keep em coming.
Thank you so, Andy! And thank you for your lovely winter images.
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