Winter

Winter in Williamsburg. (Click picture for larger view)

"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all." ~ Stanley Horowitz

"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it - the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it - the whole story doesn't show." ~ Andrew Wyeth (American painter)

The marsh and waterway at the small University Park in Williamsburg is so different now. The marsh grasses have died back, the butterflies and crabs are long gone and the small wild violets are sleeping. The beautiful oranges, reds and golds of autumn leaves have fallen leaving the naked skeleton branches exposed to the wind and cold. Now the Canadian geese rest, sleep, feed and swim in larger numbers than before and a single Blue Heron wades in the shallows. Though bleak, the woods are still beautiful in their own way. Soon, the cold will give way to spring. I am hoping to see dogwood and that pale, almost yellow-green color of the small emerging leaves against the contrasting dark background of the branches. Yes, the winter woods are beautiful although with just a little cloak of snow they could rival their spring cousins.

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