The Color of Winter

Ah, you think the color of winter is the white of snow? That spring holds all the colors in her trees and flowers?

The color of winter is in her sunsets.

The unusual cloud formations.

The dark silhouettes of naked trees.

"It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam."

"What a severe yet master artist old winter is ... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel."

The flaming end of another winter day.

(Quotes from philosopher, naturalist, essayist, John Burroughs - 1837-1921)