Three days after most of the snowfall and we've had no wind so every tiny twig has its burden of snow. This picture is an old railway cutting I walk most days - it is so pretty at the moment it doesn't look real - but more than the prettiness, the quality of the silence is like no other time. It makes me realise how much sound there usually is - even away from roads and people.
Exquisite, Angela. It looks like Narnia out of the wardrobe.
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