Is there anything more beautiful than the early morning shadows cast by the trees over undulating fields of snow under a cloudless azure sky? What at first appears to be a monochromatic world --shades of white and black--upon further examination proves to be much more. The yellow tinge of the butternut bark and buds, the red of Indian corn, the browns of the last clinging oak leaves, the burgundy of the apple tree and maple buds and the blues and purples of the shadows cast by those trees all celebrate the palette that Mother Nature uses even in -22 F weather to please the eyes and souls of the storm weary housebound. It inspires one to dress and go out, camera in hand, to explore the rest of the Winter Wonderland before the next onslaught again forces one indoors.
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