That wintry light

"These boys of light are curdlers in their folly, Sour the boiling honey; The jacks of frost they finger in the hives;" - from 'I See the Boys of Summer' by Dylan Thomas

Arctic portal

Somewhere, in the frozen north, odd things begin to happen to the ice-bound surface of a Siberian lake. The nine-day countdown begins as I pass the half-century.

Trees, in skirts, in snow

Surreal splits/elliptic.

Dying embers

A tweak from a different region of the previous flame. These use a refinement of my texturing and painting techniques that I hope to post about shortly!

Winter seedlings

Next year's crop beneath an early sunset.

Some branch against the sky

After a comment on Stratified, I thought to tweak this style a little to resemble a winter sunset sky. The title is that of a gardening book!

31 days in December: Day 5

Wasteland

"April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers."

- from 'The Waste Land' by T.S. Eliot