100 Words on Wildlife: First Snow

Where the winds of autumn carry away the last

spark of summer’s lifeblood from the woods,

the first dusting of snow offers a reprieve to

color. It is more subtle of than the chorus of

green and yellow and purple that is a springtime

distant, but the eye is keen enough to reimagine

this monochromatic graveyard of brown.

Suddenly there exists the mahogany of

slumbering oaks and the ashen gray of quiet

maples; the bony fingers of paper birch; the

golden blondes of spent Phragmites and the

amber husks of Echinacea; the lipstick red

shoots of osier dogwood; all given a second

life against the contrast to winter’s cold white


Author: chesleyfan

I work, I fish, I write.

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