Spring hogs the word ephemeral with it’s wildflowers, ponds and streams that are here one day and gone the next.
I never hear the word ephemeral applied to winter but it should be. Those delicate flowers of spring have nothing on the changing moods of a winter day.
Grey snow fall to brilliant sun.
Snow that bites as it flies out of the sky can turn to softly falling frozen glitter in the span of moments.
Hoar frost that melts away with even the lightest touch of the low winter sun.
And ever changing blue shadows that crisscross the woods.
Spring may have flowers that come and go and storms that are here and gone again but there is nothing that can compare with the ephemeral nature of a winter day.
Behind the Willows 
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Nature never has a day off, she creates the miraculous in every season, even winter…
Especially in winter! 😉
Very true Jessie. As much as I don’t enjoy the cold and snow it certainly has its beauty.
❤
Plus the night skies.
Oh yes! And the night of the lunar eclipse was perfect. So cold and bright and then when the moon disappeared ALL the stars were out it!
Gorgeous pictures!! Lovely to see the world through your eyes.
Thank you! 🙂
You’re welcome! I love winter, too…although I just had a lovely escape from it to visit my brother in Hawaii! 🙂 lucky duck…just me, the baby, and my other brother who treated me! 🙂 Maui was amazing.