Frosted burdock and aster seeds.Vermont mornings are possibly the most beautiful thing one will ever experience, and late autumn and early winter mornings are the most exquisite of the year. The sepia colors, the dusting of frost, the last geese overhead, the translucent sun sweet and pale behind leafless branches... the inspirations are absolutely endless. This morning, Shadow and I went for a little walk up the old logging road behind our house, and took some photos; Shadow found his lost ball, and I found a plethora of frosted, skeletal seed pods, bleached and crispy grasses, deer beds and fresh cold morning mist!
Beautiful bleached and icy grasses, a deer bed below.
The entrance to the logging road and a perfect oak leaf!
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