Whoa

Tree branches lined by thick fluffy layers of snow, a winter wonderland. And then the wind came, sudden and vigorous, as though determined to put all that accumulation in flight.

A grey misty haze of snow blowing in all directions. Tree trunks as grey silhouettes, paler the further away they are, until there's nothing but the light grey wall of snow in the distance.



And then, a few minutes later:



3 years ago on TTaT: To paraphrase