Last Flash of Snow

One more flash of winter stenciled on the trees. This morning before driving off to St. Paul’s in Concord, we took some photos of the dusting we received last night, knowing when we got back the scene would have returned to earth tones.
We walked up the hill through the woods and then down and around the wetlands and pond. The beaver has been out again, gnawing at trees, leaving a shaving here or there on a rock. There was evidence of him on the ice that remains unmelted, tracks leading up to an open expand of water near the dam. My husband longs for green. He would like to plant more evergreens this summer…perhaps a cluster of greens in the woods to break up the even tones of whites and greys during the winter months.
Some of the bulbs I planted in the fall are starting to poke up through the cold mud. I know others are on their way, but we can’t see them yet.