The Silver Tree

The snow fell. The skies cleared. The temperature dropped. The sun shone. I went through the magic door and spent the day in a land of wonder and visual opportunity.

My body was a little broken at the close, from walking and slipping on the ice, jogging and sliding through the snow, trudging and falling in the drifts. It was worth every bit of frostbite and every single bruise.

I've spent way too long at the computer since, pouring over images. I owe a lot of people a lot of appreciation. Thank you, as always.