Painting (31) Full Moon In the Forest

~ Meg

The winter forest is a magical place. Frost coats the stems of dead or dormant grasses. They are white wands poking through the snow. With the full moon filtering through the trees, the icy waters of an isolated stream, you hear no man made sounds, just the sigh of the wind and the water rushing over the rocks.

Published by Meg

Easily amused, never bored and constantly distracted. My creative pursuits include writing, drawing, painting and photography.

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