Over Arching

Looks like spring is early this year. Another warm day, although very windy, so I went into the trees to avoid dealing with branches blowing around. I'm always a little apprehensive to hear to trees creaking and rubbing together.

I liked this group of branches arching over reflections of trees in the still frozen pond. It is melting and the water sitting on the surface was glass like in contrast to the snow beyond. Seasons in transition: another way of thinking about margins.