This is my entry for #monomad challenge by .
Wood with snow is magic.
I walked with ski inside with magic dimension, with open eyes and acute sense, and on every step the wood changed in shapes and light. I imaged all the life inside trees: frozen life, all things were frozen, specially outside the wood, where wind was so strong to unbalanced my walking.
I have read a phrase some times ago, by F.S. Smythe: To be beautiful, mountains must have graceful lines, to be more beautiful they must be covered with snow. Because of rocky cliffs are to snow-capped peaks as skeletons are to flesh and blood creatures.
Pics taken with Sony Alpha 7iii camera.
Croce Arcana, Appennino tosco-emiliano, Italy.