The warm sunlight on cold mountains brings the hope of new life and new beginnings in this landscape of January beauty. As afraid as I was of trying to capture the essense of winter beauty, I am coming to love the muted tones and monochromatic colors of these ancient ridges "now trundled in gray and brown humus, green moss, crusty snow, and whitish knobs of hoarfrost, their stiff oak leaves rattling in the wind overhead". (Liza Field)
Nicely done! Viewing this piece I can virtually feel myself riding along the road, as we've done so many times.
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