“It
is the life of the crystal,
the
architect of the flake,
the
soul of the sunbeam,
This
crisp winter air is full of it.”
~
John Burroughs
~
1837-1921
~ “Winter Sunshine”
~ 1875
The
pink hues of a winter’s cotton candy sunset dance among the ice floes in the
Jordan Creek on an early February day at Trexler Nature Preserve,
Schnecksville, Pennsylvania.
