EDiS #30 - The last of my old Whidbey Island Mandalas. This is Winter where I live. Here winter can be kind of grey, but when it is not, it is spectacular. The mountains stand in crisp, white relief against the deep, blue sky; the tall evergreen trees sometimes (but not often, here on our temperate, little island!) wear capelets of snow; the cold, night skies let us (finally!) see the stars, holly berries provide us with color, the rivers freeze, the glaciers thicken, and we might get a yearly return visit from ghostly snow owls.
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