Snow sometimes alters our perception on a landscape-scale, when a blanket of deep snow conceals familiar landmarks in a way that can be delightfully disorienting.
Unless one is trying to get from Point A to Point B, in which case the disorientation may be slightly less than delightful.
Until a familiar tree or stone appears...
Unless one is trying to get from Point A to Point B, in which case the disorientation may be slightly less than delightful.
Until a familiar tree or stone appears...
...and instantly the entire landscape clicks into place again.
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Snow can also transform tiny, familiar things into something
new and strange.
one of the native asters whose flowers herald the arrival of Autumn.
From now on, the Autumn asters will also remind me of Winter.
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