Under the greenwood red maple treeWho loves to lie with me,And turn his merry noteUnto the sweet bird’s throat,Come hither, come hither, come hither:Here shall he seeNo enemyBut winter and rough weather.
Words cannot explain how beautiful the scene was when I photographed this red maple tree at our backyard during the snow.
We had about 2 inches of snow this morning. First snow of the season. Nov 5, 2015