Oh how beautiful! Thank you for sharing those stunning ice formations. I am always amazed by the intricacies of the natural world, and there is a particular flavour that only the ice brings.
Lovely that we are sharing that experience. It is absolutely different than deep inland. It being our first season here, it has been an enriching thing to witness something so different that what I have otherwise known. The rainforests bring their own beauty as I see now the rich greens illuminate the forest when the rains come. It feels like they belong together, this land and the rain. And oh how I love the moss that covers every little nook and cranny like an old quilted blanket that the ancient ones left behind.
Yet I’ll never let go of my longing for that sparkling snow. With love dear one <3
I also moved to the rainy northwest from the icy center of the continent, and while I appreciate the year-round green I miss the embrace of cold, the soft "sparkling" sound of falling snow. Thank you for sharing this!
A few hundred miles south of you, our experience was more icy (https://www.instagram.com/p/C2Ji-9nLEat/) with a profound beauty, but also more unease among the birds who were having a difficult time finding food and among the cracking and falling trees. Even so, I am grateful for our rare excursions into true winter, and it allows springtime to feel like more of a renewal and reawakening.
Oh how beautiful! Thank you for sharing those stunning ice formations. I am always amazed by the intricacies of the natural world, and there is a particular flavour that only the ice brings.
Lovely that we are sharing that experience. It is absolutely different than deep inland. It being our first season here, it has been an enriching thing to witness something so different that what I have otherwise known. The rainforests bring their own beauty as I see now the rich greens illuminate the forest when the rains come. It feels like they belong together, this land and the rain. And oh how I love the moss that covers every little nook and cranny like an old quilted blanket that the ancient ones left behind.
Yet I’ll never let go of my longing for that sparkling snow. With love dear one <3
I also moved to the rainy northwest from the icy center of the continent, and while I appreciate the year-round green I miss the embrace of cold, the soft "sparkling" sound of falling snow. Thank you for sharing this!
A few hundred miles south of you, our experience was more icy (https://www.instagram.com/p/C2Ji-9nLEat/) with a profound beauty, but also more unease among the birds who were having a difficult time finding food and among the cracking and falling trees. Even so, I am grateful for our rare excursions into true winter, and it allows springtime to feel like more of a renewal and reawakening.