Winter landscapes provide a remarkable variety of color - subtle, shifting and almost elusive during the darker days. In this dormant but nonetheless beautiful time of year there is a stillness which leads to inner contemplation and a restfullness after the hectic activity of the previous months.
Just as I´m writing this a snow blizzard is blowing. This haiku by the master Matsuo Basho is in essence what I´m seeing from my studio window at this moment..
Winter solitude-- in a world of one color the sound of wind.