Two days of light snow. A white line sprawled along black branches. A white bonnet on the occasional car and rubbish bin. A ragged white blanket on flowers, leaves, benches and bushes. A white map against a blue sky on the domed roof at the tram stop. White rims on vases and statues. Under a maple, the steady drip of the melt ; the plop of leaves burdened with snow falling heavily to the ground.
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White bonnet, ragged blanket, white map – I do like your descriptors, Meg
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Oh those poor flowers, they’ve worked so hard at being lovely. I can hack that much snow if I have to, very pretty scenes Meg, delightfully described!
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The snow was a real bonus: not what I went out in pursuit of. But when the sun was shining so gorgeously I couldn’t resist a walk, even if it did end in a wait at a freezing tram stop. Just back from another successful drop-off. First without backstop.
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That first shot is so romantic somehow! 🙂 🙂 Not to mention the hearts on the bench. And I love that single leaf with just a niblet of snow! Hugs, sweetheart!
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My favourite is the second picture, the tree with just a few golden leaves remaining. So beautiful in its past and future.
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One of my more delicious, among many delicious, walks. I was surprised to see so much snow lingering.
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