Since Spring is literally just around the corner, since the weather is getting warmer by the day, since life will soon reactivate, I decided to take some pictures of the dormant winter scenery. In the sleep, there is beauty. Mysterious beauty. Sleeping trees are like living skeletons that promise to flesh out every season, but maybe not. Death is possible, but visible everywhere. Until Spring. Life reawakens. Until then, the skeletons reach out aimlessly.
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