Of Shadows

We had a significant layer of snow last week that lasted for many days.  It was a little topped up the other night, but mainly it was one big snowfall that remained frozen on the ground.  It is very cold whilst I write this, the day is not expected to get above freezing; but the sun is shining and the sky is blue and it is a glorious looking day.  I went for a wander around the garden with my camera, not really with much in mind, just checking on how things were doing really under their blanket of snow.
The birds have been feeding from the bird table.
The cats have also been out and about, mainly my youngest cat and the older ones are virtually not moving away from the warmth of the house.
Yet it was the shadows that really caught my eye.
The combination of sun and semi thawed snow created some wonderful lines.  The plants, freed from their snowy hats but still surrounded by the cold make points of colour throughout the garden.
The emerging bulbs are piercing through waiting for their moment to burst into life.


The fragility of the snow, the will of the plants to survive and the cold bright sunlight creating the shadows made it rather an ethereal experience for by that very sun that made the shadows, heralds the inevitable thaw.