The dogs and I had hiked up the hill behind the cabin on a day of sunshine after a snowstorm.
The air was crisp and cold, and the rising sun shot slanting rays of brilliance through wintry branches to cast sparkling crystals across the snow.
Where the light hit a fence post, a puff of steam could be seen. The prints left by our feet were periwinkle blue.
It was magical.
I love snow. I love living where snow falls. I love how all sound is muffled, almost as if in reverence. I love the crunch my boots make...and I love to lick the fluffiest bits off the ends of cedar branches.
...a walk in winter is good for the soul...
This painting will be entered in the 2014 Lodi Spring Art Show in April.
Giclee prints are available.