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An awesome scene the artist paints, expert and deft his hand. Landscape sketched from memory, heavens and land entwine
Rapidly the scene is set, exquisitely devine.
Pine trees reaching tall and proud, like statues standing still. There is no wind to speak of, more an icy winter chill. Strong branches dusted with snow stretch their fingers high, as if welcoming the blanket bequeathed by darkened sky.
Crisp snowflakes twirl like dancers, pirouetting to and fro, waltzing to their silent tune toward the ground below. Pale moonlight showers diamond, generously all around. It’s treasure glints and sparkles upon the hardened ground.
Snowfall in shades of silver envelops the land below, lighting up the darkness with its soothing, gentle glow. Mellow in it’s nature, no preference where it lays; Takes refuge where and when it can, throughout the winter days.
Excerpt from Suzanne Bates, Winter’s Artist at Mount Baker Wilderness