Most people would consider a Winter landscape without snow a bleak, colorless scene. Some days, depending on my mood, I would agree. But most of the time when I step out into nature with the camera, I see the color others often miss, a kaleidoscope of subtle color close to, but not quite, a monotone. Today I went into the Dykeman Spring Nature Park chasing that color.
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| Cattails in Winter |
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| Bittersweet berries withering with age and the cold |
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| Landscape with Birches and Martin house |
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| The creek in the park from the red bridge |
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| One of the north pond's resident Muskrats out for a morning swim |
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| A group of Mallards and visiting domestics gathered by the south pond |
© 2020 by A. Roy Hilbinger
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