I was lucky to be out this moody afternoon to see the clouds coating the sky like this. I'd stopped the car to take pictures of a 'phenomenon' I love observing on open landscapes after a snowfall, and was greeted by this splendor.
What I intended capturing was the unique way in which the snow surface becomes texturized by what lies BENEATH. There are no trees in this open area to drop dollops of snow and cause dimples everywhere, but yet there are dips and hollows without any footprints or snowmobiles having passed over it - t is pristine in that regard. But the warmth of vegetation stubs like grasses or crop residue beneath the snow cause warming, some melting and sinking.
"I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape--the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. " -- Andrew Wyeth
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