"There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad in radiance." - William Sharp
It was quite the transition from the city with its bare lawns and drab colours. Just a couple of hours on the road in a northwesterly direction, we came upon scene after scene of wondrous beauty.
There is certainly lots of inspiration here for art work in the months to come.
We are back in Ottawa and it is raining. Very dreary but still lots of time for snow! Our winters are often seemingly endless so I don't mind waiting for our own winter splendours.