Branches

The snow is deep.  Above my knees when I venture into the yard to explore the snow, the ice, the branches.  Although I am a bit averse to getting snow all over my jeans, I couldn't resist investigating what was happening with the trees as the sun hit all those tenacious clumps of snow just hanging on.  So I waded in.  When I got back inside, I had fun just playing with the shapes, the light as it filtered through the maze of snowy tentacles and small ice crystals.  Yes, spring will come with all its flowers and green and vibrant colors.   For now we'll just have to settle for branches.  

Well, branches and a marble.