i wish i could capture the pure movement of trees through the window of a moving car
i wish i could reach out to the sea-foam green of the pines under a blanket of snow and give you a branch
i have such a longing to share so much although it is completely impossible
watching the tracks of the road grow invisible under slush
watching the road ice over underneath hundreds of worried passengers
this is the winter
nature will not slow for the travelers
instead it shows its face
it shows its power, its beauty
and i wish to share this all with you