Description
Snow stretches across the terrain in a wide, quiet sweep, smooth and pale under the muted sky. On either side, trees rise with branches dusted in white, their outlines softened by the settled snow. The ground lies undisturbed, holding no sign of passage, just the even texture of winter’s cover. The trees stand spaced and silent, reaching upward without motion. Air hangs cold and still, as if sound has been absorbed by the snow itself. Nothing stirs. The scene feels paused, held in place beneath the weight of the season.
