Winter Arabesque

We had an early morning snowstorm which was cold and windy, but it left a lot of beauty in its wake. I took a drive on the roads near my house and photographed some of the wintry filigree:

The White Pines and Red Pines held on to the snow and towered above the smaller hardwoods:

The bushes alongside the road had the thickest concentrations of small branches, all of them coated with winter white:

I passed by an old stone wall, behind which was a snow covered hay field and forest:

Ghostly white limbs seemed to reach out over the road in places:

A barbed wire fence was coated in snow, and behind it were a few small Beech trees, still holding onto their leaves:

In places, it almost seemed as if the trees were dancing:

A White Pine, drooping with the weight of the snow:

An old, dirt lane led off the into the woods to some mysterious destination.

A tangle of weeds and small trees where a farm field used to be. Winter storms are a lot of bother, but they impart a lot of beauty to an otherwise drab November landscape: