A little snow

Our early morning vista the last day of 2018. A light covering of snow, bare patches of a long lane curve away from the white blanketed pond towards the county road below and the folding wooded hills and barren fields for miles to the west. Sharp, chilly air under gray skies. A piece of the stark winter landscape I grew up with; peaceful reminder to look at what is essential, at the end of a cacophonous year.

 

light snow in the hills, central New York, 11-1/2" x 6", fountain pen & ink